And yet--if it is so--" One of his brown hands tightened convulsively about the handle of the knife in his belt, and slowly he began to follow them.
McTaggart did not hurry to overtake Nepeese.

She was following the narrow path deeper into the forest, and he was glad of that.

They would be alone--away from Pierrot.

He was ten steps behind her, and again the Willow smiled at him over her shoulder.

Her body moved sinuously and swiftly.