Then she whistled and cried, "Paul! Paul!"
The great black Fantee servant whom I had seen with her in the canoe on that day when first we met, appeared suddenly.
"Come," she said.
I now saw that Arnold Lamont was running back to the door of the room.
"Quick!" he called. "Mon dieu, be quick!"
He stepped aside and let her go through the door first.
CHAPTER XXIX
THE FIGHT AT THE LANDING
As we ran down the footpath, we heard them after us like hounds on the trail, and I tell you, it galled me to run from that cowardly pack. Oh, for one good fight, I thought! For a chance to avenge Seth Upham, who lay miles away beside the spring at the king's grave, to avenge the stern man who had fallen so bravely in front of the mission! For a chance to show the black curs that we would and could meet them, though the odds against us were a hundred to one! A chance to hold our own with them in defiance of their arms and numbers!