CHAPTER XXV

THE ESCAPE OF TARGO "I am very much afraid it was a wrong move," said the Chemist gravely. They were sitting in a corner of the roof, talking over the situation. Lylda had left the city; the last they had seen of her, she was striding rapidly away, over the country towards Orlog. The street and field before the house now was nearly deserted. "She had to do it, of course," the Chemist continued, "but to kill Targo's brother----" "I wonder," began the Big Business Man thoughtfully. "It seems to me this disturbance is…