He thrust the negress into a dark doorway, where her colour hid her well enough, and had just time to ensconce himself behind a pillar, when the foremost pursuer reached him.

He held his breath in fearful suspense.

Should he be seen?
He would not die without a struggle at least.

No! the fellow ran on, panting.

But in a minute more, another came up, saw him suddenly, and sprang aside startled.