I am well paid for this by the thanks which you have already proffered me." "No thanks--nothing that we could do for you would be sufficient recompense," Helen declared energetically.
"Let me speak for a moment of the future," he continued.

"Supposing you ring that telephone and hand me over to the authorities here?
Well, that will be the end of me, without a doubt.

You will have done what seemed to you to be the right thing, and I hope that that consciousness will sustain you, for, believe me, though it may not be at my will, your brother's life will most certainly answer for mine." There was a slight pause.

A sob broke from Helen's throat.

Even Philippa's lip quivered.
"Forgive me," he went on, "if that sounds like a threat.