"And suppose they find the chamber looted—may they not be all the more savage and eager to tear us to pieces?"
"Well—I should say their ambition in that respect has already about reached its limit."
Elaine could still feel her heart pounding heavily in her bosom. She returned to her original query.
"If we go on like this for a week, what then? Is there anything in the world to prevent them from waiting and waiting and waiting, till——" She did not finish her sentence, but the slightest shudder shook her frame.
"They were goaded to action to-night," said Grenville, hopefully. "They may feel sufficiently aggrieved to return for more. If not—they must be invited."
"But surely you'll not attempt such a venture as this again?"
Grenville rubbed at his jaw. "I wish it might be duplicated! No such luck is likely. But I feel very certain we'd both rather cash in fighting than to starve like rats in a trap."
"Yes," Elaine faltered, in her quiet way of courage, "but—if it has to come—let's try to—receive it here together."