Then fiercely: "He'll get his for this!" It was a moment before Jimmie Dale spoke; he was musingly examining the automatic in his hand.
"I am going now, Lannigan," he observed quietly.

"I require, say, fifteen minutes in which to effect my escape.

It is, of course, obvious that an alarm raised by you might prove extremely awkward, but a piece of canvas from that bench there, together with a bit of string, would make a most effective gag.

I prefer, however, not to submit you to that indignity.

Instead, I offer you the alternative of giving me your word to remain quietly where you are for--fifteen minutes." Lannigan hesitated.
Jimmie Dale smiled.
"I agree," said Lannigan shortly.
Jimmie Dale stepped back.