It is Fate." He folded his arms and looked at them.

A change came over his face.

He was no longer a tiger at bay, but a human being, calm, dignified, almost impressive.
"I arrest you--" began Winter.
"You fool!" laughed the Japanese, with a quiet contempt in his tone; "I shall be dead in twenty minutes.

That syringe contained snake poison, the undiluted venom of the karait.

Put away your pistols.