CHAPTER XI
A Parting and a Meeting
He was still dazed, but at sight of her he recovered himself and stepped forward.
"Are you injured?" she cried.
"Not in the slightest," he assured her. "I think if I could have seen, I 'd have thrown him."
"It was dark—up there?"
"Pitch dark. Did you see him go out?"
"No," she answered, steadying herself under the influence of his steadiness.
"I 'm sorry he escaped," he apologized.
"Don't think of that now," she exclaimed.