He came to her, and she waited there in the merciless moonlight; for she
had no choice.

"I have come for you," he said.

The words were brief, but they thrilled her strangely. Her eyes
fluttered and refused to meet his look.

"The Ralstons are taking us," she said.

Her tone was cold, her bearing aloof. She was striving for self-control.
He could not have known of the tumult within her. Yet he smiled. "They
are taking Tommy," he said.

She heard the stubborn note in his voice and suddenly and completely the
power to resist went from her.

She held out her hand to him with a curious gesture of appeal, "Captain
Monck, if I come with you--"

His fingers closed about her own. "If?" he said.

She made a rather piteous attempt to laugh. "Really I don't want to,"
she said.

"Really?" said Monck. He drew a little nearer to her, still holding her
hand. His grasp was firm and strong. "Really?" he said again.

She stood in silence, for she could not give him any answer.