Besides, if I wanted to, how could
I do it? You don't suppose that the lodge would let a man go
free with all its secrets?"
"I've thought of that, Jack. I've planned it all. Father has
saved some money. He is weary of this place where the fear of
these people darkens our lives. He is ready to go. We would fly
together to Philadelphia or New York, where we would be safe from
them."
McMurdo laughed. "The lodge has a long arm. Do you think it
could not stretch from here to Philadelphia or New York?"
"Well, then, to the West, or to England, or to Germany, where
father came from--anywhere to get away from this Valley of Fear!"
McMurdo thought of old Brother Morris. "Sure, it is the second
time I have heard the valley so named," said he. "The shadow
does indeed seem to lie heavy on some of you."
"It darkens every moment of our lives. Do you suppose that Ted
Baldwin has ever forgiven us? If it were not that he fears you,
what do you suppose our chances would be? If you saw the look in
those dark, hungry eyes of his when they fall on me!"
"By Gar! I'd teach him better manners if I caught him at it!
But see here, little girl.
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