He only waited a fitting opportunity to make a dash for liberty.
Halloran was well armed; he realized that fact, and that he would shoot
him down like a dog ere he would suffer him to escape the fate that had
been laid out for him.
Therefore his only hope was to get away by strategy. He laid several
plans, but each time they were frustrated by some unexpected act of
Halloran's.
Meanwhile the latter was pondering over his case, considerably
mystified.
"Confound the fellow! he does not seem to grow either pale or
emaciated," he muttered. "I could almost say that starving seems to
agree with him. I am quite tempted to give him his quietus and end this
vigil. Remaining in this solitary hut does not quite come up to my
liking. I wonder what Kendale is doing. He promised to let me know how
he got on.
"I have not heard from him for nearly a week now. Perhaps they made the
discovery that he was not the real Lester Armstrong, and have placed him
in limbo; but it strikes me that in such a predicament he would hasten
to communicate with me, apprising me of the fact.
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