Surely all lay Anthony's way: Anthony was a gentleman like himself; he would do nothing that was not worthy of one....

What he had said of warfare was surely sound logic.

Were they not already at war?
Had not the Queen declared it?
And on the other side--nothing.

Nothing.

Except that a voice within him on that other side cried louder and louder--it seemed in despair: "This is the way; walk in it." "Come," whispered Anthony again.
Robin stood up; he made as if to speak; then he silenced himself and began to walk to and fro in the little room.