It seemed that it was the girl in whom he
was chiefly interested, for his eyes hardly moved from her and in
them there showed a very grim and hard expression.
"Pretty enough," he mused. "More than pretty. No wonder poor
Charles raved about her, if it's the same girl--if it is, she ought
to know what's become of him. But then, where does this big chap
come in?"
The "big chap" seemed really going now, though reluctantly, and it
was not difficult to see that he would have been very willing to
stay longer had she given him the least encouragement.
But that he did not get, and indeed it seemed as if she were a
little bored and a little anxious for him to say good night and go.
At last he did so, and she retired within the house, while he came
swinging down the garden path, passing close to where Dunn lay
hidden, but without any suspicion of his presence, and out into the
high road.
CHAPTER II
THE FIGHT IN THE WOOD
From his hiding-place in the bushes Dunn slipped out, as the big
man vanished into the darkness down the road, and for the fraction
of a second he seemed to hesitate.
The lights in the house were coming and going after a fashion that
suggested that the inmates were preparing for bed, and almost at
once Dunn turned his back to the building and hurried very quickly
and softly down the road in the direction the big man had just
taken.
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