Mr. Cole told you that he knew nothing of your villany?”
“I found out that he knew absolutely nothing - after first thinking otherwise.”
“Suppose he had known? What would you have done?”
Rattray said nothing. Santos shrugged as he lit a fresh cigarette. The captain went on with his supper.
“Ashamed to say!” cried Eva Denison. “So you have some shame left still! Well, I will tell you. You would have murdered him, as you murdered all the rest; you would have killed him in cold blood, as I wish and pray that you would kill me!”
silent sympathy: his consideration for my feelings was so marked and yet so unobtrusive. I have called him a boy. I am apt to write as the old man I have grown, though I do believe I felt older then than now. In any case my young friend was some years my junior. I afterwards found out that he was six-and-twenty.