"
They were painfully aware of the fact that their progress down the
long verandah was made under the surveillance of two, perhaps three
pairs of unwavering eyes, and because of it they looked neither to
right nor left but as those who walk tight-ropes over dangerous
places. There was something positively uncanny in the feeling that
their every movement was being watched by secret observers. Once
inside the car, Miss Guile sank back with a long sigh of relief.
"Did you feel it, too?" she asked, with a nervous little catch in her
voice.
"I did," said he, passing his hand over his brow. "It was like being
alone in the dark with eyes staring at one from all sides of the
room."
The car shot across the bridge and was speeding on its way toward
the Bois when Robin ventured a glance behind. Through the little
window in the back of the car he saw a big, swift-moving automobile
not more than a quarter of a mile in their rear.
"Would you like to verify the report of my friend Gourou?" he asked,
his voice quick with exhilaration.
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