There was no doubt as to his intentions; they were advertised in the dull and growing red which flamed in his face.

But Kilrain, as though he had known such a moment would come, caught the Swede by the shoulders and forced him back into the chair.

As he did so he whispered something in the ear of Jansen.
"Let him go!" bellowed Lawlor.

"Let him come on.

Don't hold him.