7/19 You shall _not_ fall alive into that creature's clutches." By slow degrees the evening wore on, and night approached--the last night that remained to them. Felix had decided to make his attempt about one in the morning. The moon was nearly full now, and there would be plenty of light. Supposing he succeeded, if they gained nothing else, they would gain at least a day or two's respite. She beckoned imperiously with one finger to Toko to cross the line. |