"'Broke' is exactly the word," she said cheerfully. "I am going to be a nice Scottish wife and live within my husband's means—why, Cherry?"
He had a book in his hand—the "Book of All-Power."
"Where——?"
"Found it on the road," he said. "I broke the lock an' tore out a couple of leaves to light a flare. I wanted to flag the train—but I've got 'em—the leaves, I mean."
"You found it?"
She reached out her hand for the volume, but he did not give it to her.
"I can't read Russian," he said. "What does this say?" and he pointed to the inscription on the cover, and she read, translating as she went on:
"THE BOOK OF ALL-POWER
"Herein is the magic of power and the words and symbols which unlock the sealed hearts of men and turn their proud wills to water."
Cherry was silent.
"That's a lie," he said quietly, "for it didn't turn my will to water—take it, miss!"