They have sworn it.

Time will prove it.

But in the present desperate dilemma we must choose the safer horn." Saying this Father Beret turned about and went his way.

He was chuckling heartily as he passed out of the gate.
"He is right," said Beverley after a few moments of reflection, during which he was wholly occupied with Alice, whose terrified face in his anticipation appealed to him from the midst of howling savages, smoking cabins and mangled victims of lust and massacre.

His imagination painted the scene with a merciless realism that chilled his blood.