He was smiling.
"Now, what do 'ee think, Johnny ?" "Where is she?
Where is Joanne ?" demanded Aldous.
"Twenty feet behind you, Johnny, gagged an' trussed up nice as a whistle! If they hadn't stopped to do that work you wouldn't ha' seen her ag'in, Johnny--s'elp me, God, you wouldn't! They was hikin' for the river.

Once they had reached the Frazer, and a boat----" He broke off to lead Aldous to a clump of dwarf spruce.

Behind this, white and still in the moonlight, but with eyes wide open and filled with horror, lay Joanne.

Hands and feet were bound, and a big handkerchief was tied over her mouth.

Twenty seconds later Aldous held her shivering and sobbing and laughing hysterically by turns in his arms, while MacDonald's voice brought Paul and Peggy Blackton to them.