#Chapter19
THE COLLISION—THE PILOT AT THE WHEEL.
Gerelda had been looking intently out of the window. Suddenly she sprang back with a wild cry that fairly froze the blood in Varrick's veins.
/"What has frightened you, Gerelda?/" he asked, gravely; and the look she turned on him he never forgot, there was something so terrible in the gaze of those dark eyes. She did not attempt to repel him from drawing near her, or from clasping her hands; but ever and anon she would laugh that horrible laugh that froze the blood in his veins.
/"Let us talk the matter over calmly, Gerelda,/" he said at length, /"and arrive at an understanding./"
/"There is no need,/" she returned. /"As long as I understand, that is quite sufficient./"