and endeavour to come to terms in a more

What, he wondered, would the consequence be, if he should not bargain, but threaten? If he should challenge these treacherous criminals by an assertion that the police were already aware of their nefarious activities, and that their positions, perilous already, would be tenfold worse if they should not aid him in securing her safe return from wherever - as he would protest - they must know her to be? But if he should take this course, and be confronted only by indignation and denial? What should he do then? Was it not better to accept Professor Blinkwell's suggestion, and endeavour to come to terms in a more delicate way? The girl interrupted the moment's silence which his hesitation involved. She had been standing uncertainly at the door, neither having been required to stay nor given permission to go. "Is there anything more, ma'am?" she asked. Her question reminded Kindell of one thing that he had not asked, because he knew it already, but he saw that her reply might be an indication of how far he should believe her on other points. He said: "Just a moment, Becky. Can you tell me what kind of car the man came in?" "Do you mean the first man, sir, or the second?" "I don't understand you. You didn't say there were two." "There was the man who fetched the second case." "How long ago was that?" "About an hour ago, sir. Perhaps a bit less." "What sort of a man was he?" "He was rather thin, sir. I didn't look at him particularly. He seemed in a hurry." "You didn't tell me about this, Becky," her mistress said, with a faint note of rebuke in her voice. "No, ma'am. I didn't know that I need." Professor Blinkwell asked, "Did he return the first case when he took the other away?" "No, sir. He said that would be sent back in the morning." "And what sort of car did he have?" Kindell went on.