Before he knew it the creature had shot up his sleeve.
The next instant he had shaken it down again with a muffled curse and was trampling it savagely and vindictively into the stones at his feet.
"Are you hurt ?" he asked, wheeling sharply.
"No," gasped Audrey, "no! But you--" "Yes, the little beast's bitten me," he returned.

"You see--" "Oh, where, where ?" she cried.

"Let me see! Quick, quick! Something must be done.

Can't you suck it ?" He pushed up his sleeve.
"No; can't get at it," he said.

"It's just below the elbow.