I am sorry--but I will leave your legs free." "Thanks," said Howland.

"But, really, it is unnecessary, Croisset.

I am properly subdued to the fact that fate is determined to play out this interesting game of ball with me, and no longer knowing where I am, I promise you to do nothing more exciting than smoke my pipe if you will allow me to go along peaceably at your side." Croisset hesitated.
"You will not attempt to escape--and you will hold your tongue ?" he asked.
"Yes." Jean drew forth his revolver and deliberately cocked it.
"Bear in mind, M'seur, that I will kill you if you break your word.

You may go ahead." And he pointed down the side of the mountain..