He gave him that furtive, hunted look again as he entered.
"What dope is that?
Not the genuine article I'll wager my soul!" "It is the genuine article," Burke said.

"Drink it, and go to bed!" But Guy stood before him with his hands at his sides.

The smouldering fire in his eyes was leaping higher and higher.
"What's the game ?" he said.

"Is it a damned ruse to get me into your power ?" Burke set down the glass he carried, and turned full upon him.
There was that about him that compelled the younger man to meet his look.

They stood face to face.
"You are in my power," he said with stern insistence.