It was a kind of three-cornered duel of eyes, and the eyes said a good deal more than common human speech could have done.
Then Lord Redgrave, in answer to the last glance from Zaidie's eyes, said slowly and deliberately: "I don't want to take any undue advantage, but I think I am justified in making one condition.

Of course I can take you beyond the limits of the world that we know, and to other worlds that we know little or nothing of.

At least I could do so if I were not bound by law as strong as gravitation itself; but now, as I said before, I just ask whether or not my guests or, if you think it suits the circumstances better, my prisoners, shall be released unconditionally wherever they choose to be landed." He paused for a moment and then, looking straight into Zaidie's eyes, he added: "The one condition I make is that the vote shall be unanimous." "Under the circumstances, Lord Redgrave," said Mrs.Van Stuyler, rising from her seat and walking towards him with all the dignity that would have been hers in her own drawing-room, "there can only be one answer to that.

Your guests or your prisoners, as you choose to call them, must be released unconditionally." Lord Redgrave heard these words as a man might hear words in a dream.
Zaidie had risen too.

They were looking into each other's eyes, and many unspoken words were passing between them.