cross the warp, and knew it was you. I gave a
strong push, then rushed to the bows and caught you by the hair.
I got you round by the stern as gently as I could, and then pulled
you on board somehow--I cannot remember exactly how I did it."

"Did he see you?"

"No, for he must have gone below directly. I rowed under the shadow
of the lighter to which we were tied just now, and as I did so,
thought I heard him calling me by name. He must have forgotten me,
and then suddenly remembered that as yet I had not given him the
money. However, presently I heard him getting into his boat and
rowing ashore. He came quite close to us--so close that I could hear
him cursing, and crouched down in the shadow for fear of my life.
But he passed on, and got out at the steps yonder. It was snowing at
the time and that helped me."

She pulled a stroke or two in silence, and then continued--

"When you were in the cabin together I was listening. At one point I
think I must have fainted; but it cannot have been for long, for when
I came to myself you were still talking about--about John Railton."

I remembered the sound which I had heard, and almost in spite of
myself asked, "You heard about--"

"Claire? Yes, I heard." She nodded simply; but her eyes sought mine,
and in them was a gleam that made me start.

Just then the boat touched at a mouldering flight of stairs, crusted
with green ooze to high-water mark, and covered now with snow.
She made fast the boat.

"This was the way he went," she muttered. "Track him, track him to
his death; spare him no single pang to make that death miserable!"
Her low voice positively trembled with concentrated hate.
"Stay," she said, "have you money?"

I suddenly remembered that I had given all the money on me to Bagnell
for getting out my boat, and told her so. At the same moment, too,
I thought upon the tin box still lying under the boat's stern.
I stepped aft and pulled it out.

"Here is money," she said; "money that I was to have given him.
Fifty pounds it is, in notes--take it all."

"But you?" I hesitated.

"Never mind me. Take it--take it all. What do I want with money if
only you kill him?"

I bent and kissed her hand.

"As Heaven is my witness," I said, "it shall be his life or mine.
The soul of one of us shall never see to-morrow."

Her hand was as cold as ice, and her pale face never changed.

"Kill him!" she said, simply.

I turned, and climbed the steps. By t