You have no right to--yet.

I'm sorry--" "I have admitted them--admitted them--to her." "That settles it," said the doctor grimly, "that clinches it! That locks you to the wheel! That pledges you.

The squabble is on, now.

It's your honour that's engaged now, not your nerves, not your intestines.

It's a good fight--a very good fight, with no chance of losing anything but life.