Chapter Forty:
Skinner…
"I know you're very confident that this will all work out just as planned," he said, helping Kathryn into her black greatcoat. The girl was insane. She refused to wear a snow parka. "But, I can't help but feel that something will go horribly wrong and you won't come back to me or the League."
Kathryn smiled faintly. "Rodney," she whispered. "I will return. Perhaps not as soon as we both would wish, but I will eventually return. I promise." She let him kiss her, then she left with Quartermain.
Not one to sit around while others go out and risk their lives, especially when it's the woman he loves so passionately, Skinner ran after the hunter and the murderess. Hr followed Quartermain up to a ledge slightly higher than the level on which Kathryn walked. She was met by Moriarty at the mouth of a cave that looked like it was made entirely of ice. She followed Moriarty into the cave and Quartermain laid down on his stomach, his rifle view at his eyes, preparing for her to give the signal. "Skinner," he said, adjusting the rifle, "I know you're there. I want you to keep a sharp watch for any of Moriarty's men. And when I tell you to, I want you to run down to that cave and help Kathryn get out of there."
"Yes, sir," Skinner said.
