She was moaning, and her thin body was rocking back and forth, and with her hands clasped at her bony breast she was staring at the open door.

With a shock Jolly Roger saw that except for the strangely crying old woman the cabin was empty.

Sudden fear chilled his blood--a fear that scarcely took form before he was at the door, and in the cabin.

The woman's eyes were red and wild as she stared at him, and she stopped her moaning, and her hands unclasped.

Jolly Roger went nearer and bent over her and shivered at the half-mad terror he saw in her face.
"Where is Nada ?" he demanded.