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She lifted one of them in a kick that caught the pistol-holding woman behind the knees. The pistol hand lifted as the woman flailed for balance, and Rick sprang like a charging fullback. His widespread arms embraced both women and slammed them back into the cabin wall. Then he scrambled to his feet in search of the gun. It was under Jan's chair.

And in that moment the heavy lids of Jan's eyes twitched and lifted a little. It was rather ghastly. They showed no eyes, properly speaking. The eyes seemed to have receded, turned over, disappeared in some way. All that the lifted lids showed Willis was two deep, triangular patches of blood-red membrane.

In the first moment of tumultuous thought, Lionel almost felt as if some fairy must have been at work with a magic wand. It was all true. He linked his arm within Jan's, and listened to the recital in detail. Jan had found Mrs. Verner, on his arrival at Verner's Pride, weeping over letters from Australia; one from a Captain Cannonby, one from Sibylla.

"She may get through it now; at least there's a shade of a chance. You can have my umbrella, Miss Lucy." "Won't you let me go with you, Jan?" she asked. "Oh, I can't stop to take you to Deerham Court," was Jan's answer, given with his accustomed plainness. "Here, Lionel!" He handed over the umbrella, and was walking off. "Jan, Jan, you will get wet," said Lucy. It amused Jan.

There was a single metallic click as she drew the hammer back. In the doorway, looking at the stars, Blake did not hear. Marie waited. She was not reasoning things now, except that in the outer room there was a serpent that she must kill. She would kill him as he came between her and the light; then she would follow over Jan's trail, overtake him somewhere, and they would flee together.

Jan's head turned quickly from side to side, trying to see everything and understand what he saw, but the most wonderful thing to him was the dear little mistress, who talked to him as if she knew he understood her words. All the people in the big house were very kind to Jan, and he soon grew accustomed to his new home.

The other dogs crowded around in excitement, wondering what it all meant, and the guide, with the lady and gentleman, now beside the old man, kept talking together and patting Jan's head.

And with that Jim Willis was left alone again with the hound he was nursing. He folded a deerskin coat loosely, and placed it under Jan's head. Then he reached for his spoon, and proceeded to force down a little more warm whisky and milk beside the clenched jaws.

Surely they could not be thinking of calling upon the Hindricksons, here in Loby? To be sure Björn Hindrickson's wife was a half-sister of Jan's mother, so that Jan was actually related to the richest people in the parish, and he had a right to call Hindrickson and his wife uncle and aunt. But heretofore he had never claimed kinship with these people.

Lionel smiled at him. Jan was as simple and single-hearted in his way as Lucy Tempest was in hers. But Lionel must want money very grievously indeed, before he would have consented to take honest Jan's. "I have five hundred of my own, you know, Jan," he said. "More than I can use yet awhile." So he fixed upon the Bar, and would have hastened to London but for Lady Verner's illness.