There was a faint rustling and a sound as of some one crying. Then a figure, rumpled and fearful, came from beneath the table; and Chester cried:
"A girl!"
CHAPTER XXII.
ATTACKED.
Chester's exclamation was wrung from him in English. At the sound of his words the girl looked at him quickly and clasping her hands imploringly, cried out:
"Don't kill me!"
Her words were also in English and she spoke without the slightest accent. Chester and Colonel Anderson looked at her dumfounded.
"Are you English?" demanded Chester, taking a step toward her.
The girl staggered back.
"Keep away, please," she said.