Angered by the man's unaccountable indifference, Carl leaped after him.

He was much the better runner of the two and presently swung his prisoner about in a brutal grip and marched him savagely back to the blazing car.

Again there was an indefinable peculiarity about the manner of the man's surrender.
"It is conventional, Monsieur," said Carl evenly, "to betray interest and concern in the wreck of one's property.

_Voila_! I have effectively completed what you had begun.

If I am not indifferent, surely one may with reason look for a glimmer of concern from you." Shrugging, the man stared sullenly at the car, a hopeless torch now suffusing the lonely road with light.