“Where is this war lord’s house?” she demanded of Mai-da.
Mai-da pointed to a house half a mile away where a small square of light shone.
“Come on!” Isabelle exclaimed, lifting Jan to her feet, then seizing a rifle brought to the scene by the grandfather. “We’ll get that radar set. Now!”
Scarcely knowing what she was doing, Isabelle marched away beside her stout and resolute companion.
CHAPTER XXIX
This Is Tokio
Without any definite plan of attack, and not once looking back, the two girls trudged up the hill leading to the large house built in the American style.
They had just reached the top of a flight of steps leading to the lawn when all of a sudden a door leading to a second story balcony flew open, releasing a flood of light. In this light stood a tall, handsome woman and a diminutive black dwarf.
Reaching for the light brought Jan and Isabelle out in full relief.
“So you wanted to see me again?” The woman’s voice was full of scorn. “Well, take a good look.” She held out a long blue automatic. In his hands the dwarf clutched a rifle. Jan’s heart sank. She was not even sure her rifle was loaded. “Take a good long look,” the woman repeated. “You’ll remember that you saw a handsome woman as you draw your last breath.” She laughed hoarsely.
At that instant Isabelle heard a sound behind her but dared not look back.