For an instant Dan
stood watching the progress of the fire, then he leaped through the door,
swerved back as an arm of fire shot out at him, ran forward again, caught
up the doll and was outside rubbing away the singed portions of brows and
lashes.
He did not wait until the house was consumed, but when the flames stood
towering above the roof, shaking out to one side with a roar when the wind
struck them, he mounted Satan once more, and made for the valley.
He wanted to reach Alder at dark, and he gauged the time of his ride so
accurately that when he pulled out of the mouth of Murphy's Pass, the last
light of the day was still on the mountains and in the pass, but it was
already dark in the village, and a score of lights twinkled up at him like
eyes.
He left Satan and Bart well outside the town, for even in the dark they
might easily be recognized, and then walked straight down the street of
Alder. It was a bold thing to do, but he knew that the first thing which is
seen and suspected is the skulker who approaches from covert to covert.
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