"You know I'll do what I have said I would, Inza—you know it."
"Yes," she huskily whispered, "I know it, Frank—but I'm almost distracted—I'm almost crazy! Don't lose a moment!"
"Wait calmly and confidently when I'm gone. I'll have to leave you. When I return I'll place little Frank in your arms."
He kissed her.
A moment later he was gone.
CHAPTER XVI.
FOR THE SAKE OF OLD DAYS.
A man and a woman were making their way through a strip of timber where the shadows were thick. They were almost running, the man being in advance. He carried a bundle, from which at intervals came a strange, smothered cry, like the wailing of an infant.