Where am I, Mr.King?
Oh, this dreadful place! Why are we here--you and I ?" King's heart throbbed fiercely one more.

He was looking straight into the piteous, wondering eyes; his gaze fell to the parted, tremulous lips.

A vast hunger possessed his soul.

In that moment he could have laid down his life for her, with a smile of rejoicing.
Then he told her why she was there, why he was there--and of the 26th.
The dreadful 26th! Her eyes grew wide with horror and understanding; her bosom rose and fell rapidly with the sobs of suppressed terror.

At last he had finished his stupefying tale; they sat side by side staring into each other's eyes, helpless, stricken.
"God in heaven!" she repeated over and over again, in a piteous whisper.
The candle flickered with feeble interest in the shadows that began to grow in the farthest corner.