So completely had her presence of mind forsaken her that she looked no longer where she had been gazing hitherto.

And thus it was that neither of us saw Jose until we heard him calling, "Senhora Evah! Senhora Evah!" with some rapid sentences in Portuguese.
"Now is our time," I whispered, crouching lower and clasping a small hand gone suddenly cold.

"Think of nothing now but getting out of this.
I'll keep my word once we are out; and here's the toy that's going to get us out." And I produced my Deane and Adams with no small relish.
A little trustful pressure was my answer and my reward; meanwhile the black was singing out lustily in evident suspicion and alarm.
"He says they are coming back," whispered Eva; "but that's impossible." "Why ?" "Because if they were he couldn't see them, and if he heard them he would be frightened of their hearing him.

But here he comes!" A shuffling quick step on the path; a running grumble of unmistakable threats; a shambling moonlit figure seen in glimpses through the leaves, very near us for an instant, then hidden by the shrubbery as he passed within a few yards of our hiding-place.

A diminuendo of the shuffling steps; then a cursing, frightened savage at one end of the rhododendrons, and we two stealing out at the other, hand in hand, and bent quite double, into the long neglected grass.
"Can you run for it ?" I whispered.
"Yes, but not too fast, for fear we trip.' "Come on, then!" The lighted open doorway grew greater at every stride.
"He hasn't seen us yet--" "No, I hear him threatening me still." "Now he has, though!" A wild whoop proclaimed the fact, and upright we tore at top speed through the last ten yards of grass, while the black rushed down one of the side paths, gaining audibly on us over the better ground.