I should have had him if he had." Fletcher Hill spoke with a grim assurance.

He was holding her before him, one hand on her shoulder, the other grasping hers.

Abruptly he bent towards her.
"Come!" he said.

"It's going to be 'Yes,' isn't it ?" She looked up at him with troubled eyes.

Suddenly she shivered as if an icy blast had caught her.