It was as if in anger he sought support.

"Don't you understand that I dare not?
Would you have a poor man risk his life for you?
What have you or yours ever done for me that you should ask that?
You do not cross to-night in my ferry.

Understand that, monsieur, and go at once--go before I remember that it may be dangerous even to have talked to you and not give information.

Go!" He turned on his heel to reenter his cottage, and a wave of hopelessness swept over Andre-Louis.
But in a second it was gone.

The man must be compelled, and he had the means.