Out here in the ruined town much of his extraordinary buoyancy departed.

The cold and the desolation of the world made him shiver a little.

He thrust his hand into the pocket of his overcoat, and closed it upon the butt of the automatic.
He thought once of calling at the top of his voice for Weber, but instinctive caution kept him from doing so.

Then he caught sight of a slender moving figure far ahead and feeling sure that it must be the Alsatian he hurried forward.

The figure moved on as fast as he, but, eager in pursuit, he followed.