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Rh Dennis kept hold of him. "Good-bye?"

Tony had a supreme hesitation. "She's safe."

Dennis had a shorter one. "Do you speak of Miss Martle?"

"Not of Miss Martle."

"Then I can. She's safe."

"Thank you," said Tony. He drew away his hand.

"As for the person you do speak of, if you say it" and Dennis paused.

"She's safe," Tony repeated.

"That's all I ask of you. The Doctor will do the rest."

"I know what the Doctor will do." Tony was silent a moment. "What will you do?"

Dennis waited, but at last he spoke. "Everything but marry her."

A flare of admiration rose and fell in Tony's eyes. "You're beyond me!"

"I don't in the least know where I am, save that I'm in a black, bloody nightmare and that it's not I, it's not she, it's not you, it's not any one. I shall wake up at last, I suppose, but meanwhile"

"There's plenty more to come? Oh, as much as you like!" Tony excitedly declared.