"I--" "I'll be all right," said Fred, with a cheerfulness he certainly did not feel.

"All I want is a fair trial.

If I get that, I'll be all right." Unwillingly enough, Boris let himself be led away.

Something in Fred's look, or in his voice, had warned him not to say anything more.

So Fred saw him go, and was taken himself to the guard room, of which he was the only occupant save for the impassive Pomeranian sentry.