One step forward he took—another, and yet another; then he trod full on the fingers of an outstretched hand!
CHAPTER V
Pursuit
The instant Tharn felt his foot press the unseen hand he wheeled soundlessly and sprang to the door. Closing his fingers about the latch, he stood there, waiting. To rush out now would be certain to awaken the disturbed sleeper; otherwise the man might blame the mishap on one of his companions and go back to sleep without investigating further.
He heard a stirring in the darkness.
"Jotan."
In the utter darkness of the room the single word sounded loud as a thunder-clap.
"Jotan," said the voice again.
"Uh?" came an answering grunt.