"I overtook him in the edge of the forest." Not for an instant had his eyes left Croisset.

Now he saw him start.
His dark face took on a strange pallor.

He leaned forward, and his breath came in a quick gasp.
"The result ?" he demanded.

"Did you kill him ?" "He escaped." The tense lines on Croisset's face relaxed.

Philip turned and bolted the door.
"Sit down, Croisset," he commanded.