"Then die yourself, you fool!"
He advanced upon Jack with a murderous look in his face. Talbot awaited him, and he, too, smiled.
"You are a liar and a coward to the end!" he cried. "But if you had twenty knives, Henri Dubois, I will kill you!"
At that instant a cold, clear voice rang out among the trees, close behind the two men.
"Halt!" it cried.
Both men involuntarily paused and turned their eyes to learn whence came this strange interruption. Brett quietly came a few paces nearer.
He held a revolver, pointed significantly at Dubois' breast.
"Drop that knife," he said, with an icy determination in tone and manner that sent a cold shiver through his hearer's spine.
"Drop it, or, by God, I will shoot you this instant!"