For she had also told him that Kedsty would kill her, if he dared.

He held himself in readiness.

At a cry from her, or the first move on Kedsty's part to take her from the bungalow, he would give battle in spite of Marette's warning.
He almost hoped one of these two things would happen.

As he stood there, listening, waiting, the thought became almost a prayer.

He had Pelly's revolver.