Should he risk all now, with a shot--a shot that might warn this stalker off and give him another chance to escape, even though there were others in the car?
He drew out the pistol, and cocked it.

Then, at the faint sound, a voice called to him out of the darkness.
"Do not fire! It is I--Ivan! Ivan Ivanovitch!" For a moment Fred thought he was going to collapse, so great was the relief and the slackening of tension.

He did laugh out, but caught himself at once.
"Ivan!" he said.

"I thought it was a German officer! It is I, Ivan--Fred Waring!" "I knew it," said Ivan, coming up close.

"I saw you for just a second as your horse reared.