Look out for him near Ranch Robin?
Where should he look?
Whom should he suspect?
He read the letter again and then crushed it in his hand.
"I'll find him if he comes here!" he hissed. "I have crossed the ocean to live again and not to fall into the hands of the shadower. I'll be ready for him. I'll find this man if he is to be found; but how did he get out? Perhaps he never fell into the place. That must be it. Why didn't I look for myself before quitting Melbourne? But never mind. I'm safe here."
A moment later he came back into the room with the calmest of faces, and his gaze caught Old Broadbrim's countenance, which stood the ordeal like a stoic's.
It was a terrible moment.
[CHAPTER XI.]
THE FACE IN THE HAY.