It was then that he noticed the
mosquito-proof screening nailed outside the bars. It was rather
odd, this thinking of his comfort even as they planned to kill
him!
If there was truth to this new suspicion that Black Roger and his
mistress were plotting both vengeance and murder, their plans must
also involve Marie-Anne. Suddenly his mind shot back to the raft.
Had Black Roger turned a clever coup by leaving his wife there,
while he came on ahead of the bateau with Carmin Fanchet? It would
be several weeks before the raft reached the Yellowknife, and in
that time many things might happen. The thought worried him. He
was not afraid for himself. Danger, the combating of physical
forces, was his business. His fear was for Marie-Anne. He had seen
enough to know that Black Roger was hopelessly infatuated with
Carmin Fanchet. And several things might happen aboard the raft,
planned by agents as black-souled as himself. If they killed
Marie-Anne--
His hand gripped the knob of the door, and for a moment he was
filled with the impulse to shout for Black Roger and face him with
what was in his mind. And as he stood there, every muscle in his
body ready to fight, there came to him faintly the sound of music.
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