I--" "I'm afraid you'll have to let me take you the rest of the way, Miss Standish," he said, a sterner note in his voice quelling her protest and setting her to wondering.

"If you like, we can postpone my talk with Standish about the check-raising.

But--if you care anything for him, you'd best let me go to him as fast as we can travel." "Why?
Is-- ?" "Unless I read wrongly what we saw, back yonder in the clearing," he said, cryptically, "your brother is in sore need of every friend he can muster.

I had only a glimpse of our subterranean half-man.

But there was a gash across his eyebrow, and a mass of bruises on his throat.