She dragged herself to him, and clasped her arms about his knees, looking the while imploringly up into his face.
“It is a lie!” Dell continued.
“No, it is not.”
The girl shuddered.
She knew the nature of the man she had to deal with, and was quite aware that to him the taking of a human life was but a passing incident, remembered for a few days, and then forgotten unless something occurred to recall it.
“You will not, oh, you will not kill me!” pleaded the trembling girl.
“But I will, traitor.”
“No, no, oh, mercy!”
The bludgeon was again raised on high and was about to descend.
“Stop!”