Chapter Thirty Six.
In Sanctuary.
“You here?” cried Nic excitedly.
“I have been following you for the last hour,” was the quiet reply.
“And I’ve been tramping along here for nothing. Why didn’t you speak?”
“Because I wanted you to tramp along there for nothing,” replied the convict. “You were not looking for me—I could see that. You were trying to find a way down there below.”
“Well, yes, I was,” said Nic, who felt startled by his companion’s keenness; “but I wanted to see you too.”
“Well, have you found anything?”
“You know I’ve not,” cried Nic. “I say, you might trust me. How do you get there?”