Then that figure among the shadows moved out, stepped to the side of Vic, and a light hand rested on his shoulder.

The other looked up, haggard.
"She's gone, partner," Dan said gently, "but she's paid for." "Paid for?
Dan, they ain't any money could pay me back for Grey Molly." "I know; I know! Not that way, but there was a life given for a life." "Eh ?" "One man died for Molly." As the meaning came home to Gregg he blinked, and then, looking up, he found a change in the eyes of Barry, for they seemed to be lighted from within coldly, and his glance went down to the very bottom of Vic's soul, probing.

It was only an instant, a thing of which Gregg could not make sure, and then Dan slipped back into his place among the shadows by the wall.

But a chill sense of guilt, a premonition of danger, stayed in Gregg.

The palms of his hands grew moist..