"My lad, there is a point beyond which I trust no one," said Ellerey.
"I know that light."
"It marks our point of safety."
"Yours, perhaps; not mine."
"I do not understand, Captain."
"If you are innocent, how should you? If you are false, why should you? Last night I had an appointment beneath that dim lamp. With difficulty I escaped with my life."
"But you did escape; you know how. To-night there will be no duel. We shall go direct to that door in the wall."
Who was this youngster that he knew so much?
"It seems to me a desperate chance even if you are honest in advising it," said Ellerey. "Look you, lad, I give you warning. My life I am prepared to give, but if by treachery it is taken, I'll see that you bear me company on that journey, even as you have sworn to follow me to the death on the other."
"I am content," was the short answer. "Muffle your cloak about your face and leave me to speak."
They went together toward the light, and Grigosie knocked at the door as Baron Petrescu had done. There was the same delay, the self-same shaggy head was thrust out to the intruders. Silence reigned again until the stentorian voice had shouted, and then the clattering and the voices started instantly.