Chapter 18 A LIFE-AND-DEATH STRUGGLE.

It was an hour past midnight, and the fog had deepened so that a man could scarcely see a yard before him. On the North Finchley Road it lay particularly thick, and the sky and surrounding space seemed to be blotted out-as they certainly were from two wayfarers who plodded their way slowly onward through the darkness. They were a man and a woman, w