"That is the power," said Donnegan.
"You're talking gibberish'" exclaimed the other pettishly.
"I suppose I shouldn't expect you to understand."
"On the other hand, what I have to say is short and to the point. A child could comprehend it. You've stolen the girl. I tried to let her go. I can't. I have to have her. Willing or unwilling she has to belong to me, Donnegan."
"If you wish, I shall promise that I shall never see her again or speak to her."
"You fool' Won't she find you out? Do you think I could trust you? Only in one place--underground."
Donnegan had clasped his hands upon his breast and his eyes were wide.
"What is it you mean, Henry?"
"I'll trust you--dead!"
"Henry!"
"That name means nothing to me I've forgotten it. The worlds has forgotten it."
"Henry, I implore you
