"But of course," he thought. "There are many boulders, and I can topple them into the chasm so easily...."
He started toward a jagged stone mass, one that would quite neatly brush the two clumsy figures below him into the abyss.
"That is the way, Trevor! But quickly—!"
Trevor knew that Shannach had spoken truth, and that this time he was conquered.
"No, I won't!" he cried to himself, but it was only a weak echo from a fading will-power, a dying self.
"You will, Trevor! And now! They suspect."
Saul and Jen had turned. Trevor's face, open now to the numbing cold which he could scarcely feel, must have told them everything. They started scrambling back up toward him. Only a short distance, but they would be too late.
Trevor shrieked thinly, "Look out—Shannach...!"
He had his hands on it now, on the boulder he must roll to crush them.
But there was another way! He was Shannach's while he lived, but there was a way to avoid again betraying Jen's people, and that way was to live no longer.