Then--"It's Phil!" she faltered.

"He has been taken prisoner--murdered perhaps--by those dreadful hill men! Oh Eustace"-- lifting her face appealingly--"do you think they would kill him?
Do you?
Do you ?" But Tudor said nothing.

He made no attempt to comfort her, and she turned from him in bitter disappointment.

His lack of sympathy at such a moment was almost more than she could bear.
"How did Devereux know ?" he asked, after a pause.
She shook her head.
"He said something about a _shikari_.

He was going to tell the colonel; but he didn't think it would be any use.