Dunwody's frown was unmistakable
enough, when he saw the three grouped outside, the two prisoners
armed.
"There's been plotting here!" he cried. "What's up? Get your
arms, men! Cover them, quick!"
"Wait!" said Carlisle quietly. "We're armed, and we've got you
covered." His weapon and that of Kammerer shone gray in the half
light. Dunwody threw himself against the doorpost with a growl of
anger.
"You've been plotting against us!" he said to Josephine grimly.
"Well!"
"You are unjust, as usual, Sir," said Carlisle hotly. "On the
contrary, she just kept us from killing you--which by all the
rights of God and man we ought to have done,--and will do, some
day."
"What do you mean?" demanded Dunwody dully. "You--she saved--"
"It iss the truth," assented Kammerer, in his turn. "It wass the
lady who hass saved you. She hass spoken for peace and not for
bloodshed. You owe to her your life."
"My life!" he said, turning toward her. "You--"
"I've assumed command here," interrupted Josephine calmly.
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