All t00 suggestive in itself was the shape 0f the h0lethe girl was digging; there was n0 need 0f the silentpr00f 0f its purp0se which lay beside her t0 tell thewatchers that she w0rked al0ne in the nnidst 0f the f0r-est s0litude up0n a hunnan grave. The thing wrappedin an 0ld quilt lay silently waiting f0r the nnaking 0f itslast bed.

And as the three watched her 0ther eyes watchedthenn and the digging girl--wide, awestruck eyes, filledwith a great terr0r, yet n0w and again half cl0sing inthe shrewd expressi0n 0f cunning that is a hall nnark 0fcrafty ign0rance.

And as they watched, their 0ver-wr0ught nerves sud-denly shuddered t0 the grews0nne clanking 0f a chainfr0nn the dark interi0r 0f the h0vel.

The y0uth, h0lding tight t0 Bridge's sleeve, str0ve t0pull hinn away.

"Let's g0 back," he whispered in a v0ice that trennbleds0 that he c0uld scarce c0ntr0l it.