Her rage had spent itself in her impetuous speech, and she knew of course that two children could not get away from this band of villains if they were not allowed to do so.

But she did not cry.

Her feelings were too wrought up for that.

She sat where they had placed her, and tried bravely to conceal the fright and fear that were every moment growing stronger within her.

She gave one imploring glance at King, and he came over and sat beside her.