He clung to her in an agony
of terror.
"They are coming!" he cried. "Hide me! Oh, hide me!"
But she too was almost equally terrified, for she had recognised
her father's tread. The door was thrown open and De Souza entered,
followed by Scarlett Trent.
CHAPTER XXXVI
The old man and the girl were equally terrified, both without cause.
Da Souza forgot for a moment to be angry at his daughter's
disobedience; and was quick to see that her presence there was all
to his advantage. Monty, as white as death, was stricken dumb to
see Trent. He sank back gasping into a chair. Trent came up to
him with outstretched hands and with a look of keen pity in his
hard face.
"Monty, old chap," he said, "what on earth are you scared at? Don't
you know I'm glad to see you! Didn't I come to Attra to get you back
to England? Shake hands, partner. I've got lots of money for you
and good news."
Monty's hand was limp and cold, his eyes were glazed and
expressionless. Trent looked at the half-empty bottle by his side
and turned savagely to Da Souza.
"You blackguard!" he said in a low tone, "you wanted to kill him,
did you? Don't you know that to shut him up here and ply him with
brandy is as much murder as though you stood with a knife at his
throat?"
"He goes mad without something to drink," Da Souza muttered.
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