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CHAPTER XXVII. THE SIEGE OF KEMP’S
HOUSE
"Sorry," said Adye a little hoarsely, and moistened his
lips with his tongue. The Voice was on his left front, he
thought. Suppose he were to take his luck with a shot?
"What are you going for?" said the Voice, and there was
a quick movement of the two, and a flash of sunlight from
the open lip of Adye’s pocket.
Adye desisted and thought. "Where I go," he said
slowly, "is my own business." The words were still on his
lips, when an arm came round his neck, his back felt a
knee, and he was sprawling backward. He drew clumsily
and fired absurdly, and in another moment he was struck
in the mouth and the revolver wrested from his grip. He
made a vain clutch at a slippery limb, tried to struggle
up and fell back. "Damn!" said Adye. The Voice laughed.
"I’d kill you now if it wasn’t the waste of a bullet," it said.
He saw the revolver in mid-air, six feet off, covering him.
"Well?" said Adye, sitting up.
"Get up," said the Voice.
Adye stood up.
"Attention," said the Voice, and then fiercely, "Don’t try
any games. Remember I can see your face if you can’t see
mine. You’ve got to go back to the house."
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