the deep gloom she could not see the anger which suffused his face.
Rolling eyeballs and grinding teeth are, however, sufficient signs of
anger to be decipherable in the dark. She moved round the corner of the
house to her right. Oolanga was following her, when she stopped him by
raising her hand.

"No, not that door," she said; "that is not for niggers. The other door
will do well enough for you!"

Lady Arabella took in her hand a small key which hung at the end of her
watch-chain, and moved to a small door, low down, round the corner, and a
little downhill from the edge of the Brow. Oolanga, in obedience to her
gesture, went back to the iron door. Adam looked carefully at the
mongoose box as the African went by, and was glad to see that it was
intact. Unconsciously, as he looked, he fingered the key that was in his
waistcoat pocket. When Oolanga was out of sight, Adam hurried after Lady
Arabella.




CHAPTER XVIII--EXIT OOLANGA


The woman turned sharply as Adam touched her shoulder.

"One moment whilst we are alone. You had better not trust that nigger!"
he whispered.

Her answer was crisp and concise: