And the sun was very bright that
afternoon in the sand, M'sieu David."
"I think I understand," he nodded. "And I'm rather glad, too. I
like to know that it was you who dragged me up into the shade
after trying to kill me. It proves you aren't quite so savage as--"
"Carmin Fanchet," she interrupted him softly. "You talked about
her in your sickness, M'sieu David. It made me terribly afraid of
you--so much so that at times I almost wondered if Bateese wasn't
right. It made me understand what would happen to me if I should
let you go. What terrible thing did she do to you? What could she
have done more terrible than I have done?"
"Is that why you have given your men orders to kill me if I try to
escape?" he asked. "Because I talked about this woman, Carmin
Fanchet?"
"Yes, it is because of Carmin Fanchet that I am keeping you for
St. Pierre," she acknowledged. "If you had no mercy for her, you
could have none for me. What terrible thing did she do to you,
M'sieu?"
"Nothing--to me," he said, feeling that she was putting him where
the earth was unsteady under his feet again. "But her brother was
a criminal of the worst sort. And I was convinced then, and am
convinced now, that his sister was a partner in his crimes.
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