CHAPTER VI
A MYSTERIOUS SHOT
Twenty minutes later, as Hubert Stane returned along the river bank, he saw the girl emerge from the tent, and begin to arrange her own sodden attire where the heat of the fire would dry it. The girl completed her task just as he arrived at the camp, and stood upright, the rich blood running in her face. Then a flash of laughter came in her grey eyes.
"Well?" she asked, challenging his gaze.
"You make a very proper man," he answered, laughing.
"And I am as hungry as two!" she retorted. "I have eaten nothing for many hours. I wonder if——"
"What a fool I am," he broke in brusquely. "I never thought of that. I will do what I can at once."
Without further delay he began to prepare a meal, heating an already roasted partridge on a spit, and making coffee, which, with biscuit he set before her.
"It is not exactly a Savoy supper, but——"
"It will be better," she broke in gaily, "for I was never so hungry in my life."