It is what I feared.

It is my will, mine--Miles Fentolin's--that that message be not delivered." "I wonder," Mr.Dunster muttered under his breath, "whether you are in earnest." "In your heart," Mr.Fentolin told him, "you know that I am.

I can see the truth in your face.

Now, for the first time, you begin to understand." "To a certain extent," Mr.Dunster admitted.

"Where I am still in the dark, however, is why you should expect that I should become your confederate.