They seemed to be illuminated by a light from within--they changed--there was a hint of yellow in the brown.

And she spoke again, blindly, passionately.
"Give me your promise! It is so easy to do.

One little word will make you safe.

It will save you from yourself." Still he answered nothing.

Black Bart came and crouched at his head and stared at her fixedly.
"Speak to me!" Only the yellow light answered her.