By instinct it turns to where help lies, as a wild deer, fleeing, from captivity, makes for the veldt and the watercourse." She got to her feet again.

"I want to pay my debt," she said solemnly.
"It is a debt that one day must be paid--so awful--so awful!" A swift change passed over her.

She shuddered, and grew white.

"I said brave words just now," she added in a hoarse whisper, "but now I see him lying there cold and still, and you stooping over him.

I see you touch his breast, his pulse.