He observed only the nod, the cool smile on Alan's lips, the apparent nonchalance with which he was meeting the situation.

It pleased Graham's agent.

He reseated himself in the desk-chair and motioned Alan to another chair near him.
"I thought you were badly hurt," said Alan.

"Nasty knife wound you got." Rossland shrugged his shoulders.

"There you have it again, Holt--the hell of letting a pretty face run away with you.