The two stared at one another again in silence.
Then one of them laughed sneeringly.
His companion winced. His nerves were not so tough.
"What shall we do?" he asked rather huskily. He was beginning to shake.
"Do? Why, what we came to do, of course. Find the old rat's daughter and finish the thing," he said brutally, and with an oath.
Hagar was trembling like an aspen and her breath was so laboured and heavy that I made sure they would hear it.
I pressed her arm to try and reassure her.
"I think we'd better go," said the weaker fellow.
A muttered oath at his cowardice was the response. "I'm going to search the house," declared his companion, and he began to glance round the room.
But the other went toward the door. "I'm going."