Within the arcade, when the alarm had sounded, Martt leaped to his feet, dragging Frannie after him. He saw me knocked to the floor, but could not reach me. A press of panic-stricken people was sweeping him away, but he clung to Frannie. Then he saw me regain my feet; saw me looking around. But I did not see him; and though he shouted at me, in the noise and confusion his words were lost. Frannie gasped, "What is it? What's the matter, Martt? What is it?" Martt did not know. But he guessed, and his heart went cold with fear. "We must get outside, Frannie. Hold tight! This way--it's nearer! There goes Frank--we'll join him outside." Martt was forcing a way for them through the crowd. Frannie stumbled. Her hold on him was broken. She fell; and before he could reach her he was knocked backward by a running man. When he regained his feet a swift-moving group was between him and Frannie. He saw two girls stop and help her up; then discard her. Saw her turn, confused, and run into a space where the crowd was thinner. He was being shoved away from her. "Frannie! Wait! This way!" But she did not hear him. And then he could no longer see her; there were too many people in between. He struggled in that direction, then he thought he saw me, and turned momentarily the other way. . . . Martt found himself alone, outside the arcade. The crowd was thinner. Still he was not certain of the cause of all this panic. Then he saw the giant. Stood, and stared with tumultuously beating heart. A man bumped into him; for an instant he thought that it was Brett. Memory of Brett reminded him that Brett was probably within the arcade, back of the platform-stage. He saw an opening, there in the arcade wall; he thought it was a doorway, leading back of the stage. He started for it, ran headlong into a girl standing there, staring out over the water to where the giant now had faced about and was wading away. "Martt!" "You, Zee! Where's Brett? Where are Leela and your father?" She clung to him, her draperies drooping, her hair tumbling in great dark waves over her white shoulders as she shook her head. "I do not know. They were in there a moment ago. Frannie came in--she and Leela were at the other door. Martt--that giant----" "He's going away, Zee. Look! You see him turned about? Don't be frightened. We must find Brett. I don't know where Frank is--I lost him. There he is--isn't that Frank? Oh--Frank!" They ran toward a man's figure, passing along a distant line of trees. But when they caught up with it, the man was a stranger. Ahead of them, hidden by a thicket, voices were shouting. A rhythmic call. Martt and Zee listened; but Martt could not understand the shouted words. "What is it, Zee? Can you understand them?" "They're saying, 'The messenger from Reaf!' Some messenger from Reaf has come with news." "Come on. Let's go see what it is."