'Who are you and what do you seek ?' There was no answer, but they looked at me curiously.

Then one made a motion with his stick.

Colin gave a growl, and would have been on him if I had not kept a hand on his collar.

The rash man drew back, and all stood stiff and perplexed.
'Keep your hands by your side,' I said, 'or the dog, who has a devil, will devour you.

One of you speak for the rest and tell me your purpose.' For a moment I had a wild notion that they might be friends, some of Arcoll's scouts, and out to help me.