I will tell you what is inside that packet and whose signatures you will find there." Julian gripped her wrist suddenly.

His eyes were filled with a new fear.
He was watching the two men, who were whispering together.
"Catherine," he exclaimed warningly, "look out! These men mean mischief.
That devil Bright invents a new poisonous gas every day.

Look at Fenn buckling on his mask.

Quick! Get out if you can!" Catherine's hand touched her bosom.

Bright sprang towards her, but he was too late.