"If you make a sound, I will strangle you to death."
With a nod, he showed that he understood. "If I let go for the moment, will you come back under the trees here, where she cannot see or hear us?"
Another nod.
Alan relaxed his hold, but did not wholly relinquish his grip. Kerbastiou turned and looked at him.
"Oh, it's you!" he muttered, as he followed his assailant into the shadow some yards back.
"Yes, Judik Kerbastiou, it is I, Alan de Kerival."
"Well, what do you want?"
"What do I want? How dare you be so insolent, fellow? you, who have been following a defenceless woman!"
"What have you been doing?"
"I ... oh, of course I have been following Mlle. Annaik also ... but that was ... that was ... to protect her."