She was heading into a black wilderness, and he took his decision at once and increased his pace till he was overhauling her fast.
At the sound of his footsteps he could see that she glanced over her shoulder and made the more haste till she was almost running. And then as she heard the pursuing steps always nearer she suddenly slackened speed to let him pass.
"Miss Farmond!" said he.
He could hear her gasp as she stopped short and turned sharply. She was staring hard now at the tall figure looming above her.
"It's only me—Ned Cromarty," he said quietly.
And then he started in turn, for instead of showing relief she gave a half smothered little cry and shrank away from him. For a moment there was dead silence and then he said, still quietly, though it cost him an effort.
"I only mean to help you if you need a hand. Are you looking for the hotel?"
"Yes," she said in a low frightened voice.
"Well," said he, "I guess you'd walk till morning before you reached an hotel along this road. You missed the turning at the station. Give me your bag. Come along!"
She let him take the suit case and she turned back with him, but it struck him painfully that her docility was like that of a frightened animal.
"Where are you bound for?" he enquired in his usual direct way.
She murmured something that he could not
