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And the monster obeyed the voice and touch of his master, restoring Woodfall to his feet with a docility that made him, if possible, more hateful to the crowd than before. "Akau baleh," continued Melchard. "Dan nante sana." And Mut-mut, the crowd yielding passage, made his way to the car, and sat at the wheel.
Now that the girl's disappeared, it'll only attract attention." "My sweet child," retorted Melchard, "that letter is a masterpiece. I did leave a notebook behind. Legarde and Morneaux, besides swearing to it themselves, would bring a dozen others, all most respectable men, to say that I did not leave Paris until the twenty-second, the day after to-morrow." "H'm!" said the woman. "M'yes, perhaps.
Even the intoxicated Melchard, should it come to gun-play on platform or in railway carriage, would be no protection to Amaryllis. If the picket had been able to distinguish their leader in his car as it flashed by them, they must have guessed him a prisoner, and, as such, the probable King's evidence to hang them. For his satellites, Melchard was safer dead than captive.
Dick, never observing the addition, continued his tale in a voice monotonous with fatigue. In their turn he added to the display the Malay's revolver, with which he had captured Melchard, and Melchard's automatic. And, after telling them how he had forced his prisoner to drink, "I couldn't bring the bottle no room," he said, patting his shrinking pocket.
"Rather not," he replied. "I've something much better for this guy." With intense pleasure, while his observation-slit gave him sight of her, he watched the girl returning to her post. Then he shot a fresh order at the prisoner. "Turn round," he said. Melchard obeyed. "If you move a foot or lift a hand before I speak again, it's a bullet between the shoulders."
Amaryllis heard the voice and the words, and, to keep her breath from gasping and her body from trembling, she caught and ground between her teeth a wrinkle of Dick's coat. Melchard, she felt, had taken a step towards her. "I don't know how he got it," the clergyman was saying. "But something painful, I understand, happened to the other man. The girl is his daughter, recovering from an illness."
Amaryllis looked round at Melchard. "What are you going to do with him?" she asked, turning back upon Dick a face of disgust. "Take him up to town," said Dick. "How beastly!" said Amaryllis. "Doped, my child most royally doped with a kindly poison that he loathes." He left her and took his seat beside the prisoner. Amaryllis, not a little vexed by the addition to their party, started the car.
Arrived at the gates of the stable-yard almost simultaneously with Melchard, was Dixon Mallaby; and Dick observed not only that there was acquaintance between them, but also that, while the parson endured recognition, Melchard sought it. "I'm ashamed of that fellow of mine," he said. "Yet I cannot help being attached to the ruffian.
The man, although of middle height and erect carriage, had so vast a spread and depth of chest, development of the deltoid muscles so unusual, and length of arm so unnatural as to establish the effect at once of power and deformity; to which the yellow skin, high cheek-bones, small eyes, and the thin black moustaches, drooping long and perpendicular from each corner of the broken-toothed mouth, added an expression of cruelty so unmitigated that Amaryllis turned sick at the sight, closing her eyes in dreadful disgust; while the European leather and cloth costume of a chauffeur not only added horror to the outlandish figure, but gave Dick Bellamy almost the certainty that here was yet another accomplice of Alban Melchard.
The car rushed at the slope, and the shoulder of the cutting hid it from Melchard the fraction of a second before his next shot was heard. Amaryllis took the double bend of the little cañon with an assurance which satisfied Dick of her ability.
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