His limbs shook, and the blood throbbed at his temples.

He was appalled at his weakness.

With a fierceness born of his terror he turned sharply to the boy at his side.
"David, we've got to go! We've got to go--TO-MORROW!" "Father!" "Yes, yes, come!" He stumbled blindly, yet in some way he reached the cabin door.
Behind him David still sat, inert, staring.

The next minute the boy had sprung to his feet and was hurrying after his father..