Chapter 44 THE LIGHTED FUSE

In the Warden's office at the Penitentiary next morning-the same room Harry Sevier had entered when he had first stepped under the gloomy prison archway-Craig stood staring out of the open window across the yellow courtyard. The last move in the game was at hand-the game he had made up his mind now to play out alone, to the last card.

He had not