They are not the danger.

The road will go on again, even though Linforth's dead.

No, the man whom I am afraid of is--the son of the Khan." Dewes stared, and then said in a soothing voice: "He will be looked after." "You think my mind's wandering," continued Luffe.

"It never was clearer in my life.

The Khan's son is a boy a week old.