"There wasn't one of us who didn't vote for squeezing that document out of you one way or the other, and if it had been necessary to screw your neck off for it, I don't know as one of us would have hesitated, for you were standing between us and the big thing.

But he and that little skunk Bright ain't to be trusted, in my mind, and it seems to me they've got a down on you.
Fenn counted on being heart of this Council, for one thing, and there's a matter of a young woman, eh, for another ?" "A young woman ?" Julian repeated.
Cross nodded.
"The Russian young person--Miss Abbeway, she calls herself.

Fenn's been her lap-dog round here--takes her out to dine and that.

It's just a word of warning, that's all.

You're new amongst us, Mr.Orden, and you might think us all honest men.