You are a good bit of a scoundrel, and, if I guess rightly, a would-be blackmailer." "You are talking at random, Mr.Grant.The levying of blackmail connotes that the person bled desires that some discreditable, or dangerous, fact should be concealed." "Such is not my position." "I--I wonder." "I can relieve you of any oppressive doubt.

I informed the police some few hours ago that you have appeared already in a similar role." "Oh, you did, did you ?" snarled Ingerman, suddenly abandoning his pose, and gazing at Grant with a curiously snakelike glint in his black eyes.
"Yes.

It interested them, I fancied." Grant was sure of his man now, and rather relieved that the battle of wits was turning in his favor.
"So you have begun already to scheme your defense ?" "Hadn't you better go ?" was the contemptuous retort.
"You refuse to answer any further questions ?" "I refuse to buy your proffered friendship--whatever that may mean." "Have I offered to sell it ?" "I gathered as much." Ingerman rose.

He was still master of himself, though his lanky body was taut with rage.

He spoke calmly and with remarkable restraint.
"Go through what I have said, and discover, if you can, the slightest hint of any suggested condonation of your offenses, whether avowed or merely suspected.