Larry's Defiance A clamour arose from all the chambers; stilled in an instant by a motion of Yolara's hand.

She stood silent, regarding O'Keefe with something other now than blind wrath; something half regretful, half beseeching.

But the Irishman's control was gone.
"Yolara,"-- his voice shook with rage, and he threw caution to the wind--"now hear _me_.

I go where I will and when I will.

Here shall we stay until the time she named is come.