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Once, twice, again the
man struck with the strength of frenzy. Ruth sat silent, stunned,
paralyzed by fright, and uttered no scream. Then she saw the face of
Bonbright's assailant. It was Dulac--and she understood.
She sprang to him, clutched at his arm, but he hurled her off and
struck again. ... It was enough. Bonbright stood wavering a moment,
struggling to remain upright, but sagging slowly. Then he slumped to
the ground in a sort of uncanny sitting posture, his head sunk upon
his knees.
Ruth stood looking down upon him with horror-widened eyes. Dulac
hurled his weapon into the bushes and turned upon her furiously,
seizing her arm and dragging her to him so that his eyes, glowing
with unreason, could burn into hers.
"Oh--" she moaned.
"I've taught him," Dulac said, his voice quivering with rage. "It was
time... the vermin. Because he was rich he thought he was safe. He
thought he could do anything. ... But I've taught him. They starve us
and stamp on us--and then steal our wives and smirch our
sweethearts.


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