"Windt—and his men," he said with conviction. "They are going to try to span the abyss."
"Strohmeyer——"
Here at least was a community of interest with Goritz. "They will win their way across, unless he wakes," said Renwick tensely.
"What is it that they are carrying?"
"Timbers—see! There are at least four men to each. They are putting them in the shadow of the wall. Will the man never wake up?"
"What can we do?" she whispered desperately. "I could call out to him."
"No——" he said, "I don't want to arouse Goritz yet. Ah! They have slunk away again to get more timbers, I think."
"And if they should succeed——?"
"They must not. One man could hold the place indefinitely from the protection of the gate. If the man would only wake!"
But Strohmeyer slept on.