"Still dazed, I fancy. She's close beside you, citoyen.""And the Jew?"
"He's gagged, and his legs strapped together. He cannot move or scream.""Good. Then have your gun ready, in case you want it.
Get close to the hut and leave me to look after the lady."Desgas evidently obeyed, for Marguerite heard him creeping away along the stony cliff, then she felt that a pair of warm, thin, talon-like hands took hold of both her own, and held them in a grip of steel.