Now go." He made a step towards his daughter and laid hold of her by the shoulder, his other hand pointing down the path to the landing-place.
"Beware!" exclaimed Dain; "this woman belongs to me!" Nina wrenched herself free and looked straight at Almayer's angry face.
"No, I will not go," she said with desperate energy.

"If he dies I shall die too!" "You die!" said Almayer, contemptuously.

"Oh, no! You shall live a life of lies and deception till some other vagabond comes along to sing; how did you say that?
The song of love to you! Make up your mind quickly." He waited for a while, and then added meaningly-- "Shall I call out to Ali ?" "Call out," she answered in Malay, "you that cannot be true to your own countrymen.

Only a few days ago you were selling the powder for their destruction; now you want to give up to them the man that yesterday you called your friend.

Oh, Dain," she said, turning towards the motionless but attentive figure in the darkness, "instead of bringing you life I bring you death, for he will betray unless I leave you for ever!" Dain came into the circle of light, and, throwing his arm around Nina's neck, whispered in her ear--"I can kill him where he stands, before a sound can pass his lips.