"The removal of this single piece of iron," and he touched the lower arm of the cross, "should afford us passage.

Who knows?
Hum!" He walked back to the table and set the lanthorn down.

In a tremble, Kenneth watched his every movement, but spoke no word.
"He who throws a main," said Galliard, "must set a stake upon the board.
I set my life--a stake that is already forfeit--and I throw for liberty.
If I win, I win all; if I lose, I lose naught.

'Slife, I have thrown many a main with Fate, but never one wherein the odds were more generous.

Come, Kenneth, it is the only way, and we will attempt it if we can but move the bar." "You mean to leap ?" gasped the lad.
"Into the river.