"Move an inch, and I'll put a hole in your slimy heart."
Melchard stood, still game enough to control in some measure the trembling which had seized him.
Then Dick raised his voice.
"Miss Caldegard!" he shouted.
"I'm coming," came the clear voice in reply, and a patter of light feet.
Dick could just see the car, and Amaryllis when she reached it.
"Where are you?" she called, bewildered.
"Keep straight on. You see a thing something like a man, standing in the road, don't you?"
"Yes," answered Amaryllis.
"Near it you will find an automatic pistol, on the ground. Pick it up, please, and go back to your seat," shouted Dick.