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Before he could utter a word of protest she had slipped out into the alleyway, shutting the door behind her. When several minutes had passed the adventurer found himself beset by increasing concern.
Again I heard it this time more faintly. It had seemed to come from a cabin on my left, a little further forward. I stood quite still in the alleyway for several minutes. Then, hearing nothing more, I went on to my own cabin. But somehow, try as I would, I could not get to sleep. For hours I lay wide awake upon my bunk.
But a few moments later she stole back, and stood for an instant once more by the shuttered window in the alleyway. And suddenly her eyes grew dim.
"That feller has a job in a machine shop over in Barrington, I seen him there when I was in the mills. And here he is tryin' to put us out ain't that the limit?" The thud of horses' feet in the snow prevented her reply. The silhouettes of the approaching squad of cavalry were seen down the street, and the man fled precipitately into an alleyway....
'Here, men! tumble aft! he said. 'Lively now! All hands aft! They crowded in the alleyway like sheep. 'Here they are, sir, said Herrick. For some time the captain continued to face the stern; then turned with ferocious suddenness on the crew, and seemed to enjoy their shrinking. 'Now, he said, twisting his cigar in his mouth and toying with the spokes of the wheel, 'I'm Captain Brown.
Kinney nodded, and ran down the corridor and into an alleyway on which opened three cabins. The doors were ajar, and as I looked into each I saw that the beds had not been touched, and that the cabins were empty. I knew then that she was still on deck. I felt that I must find her. We ran toward the companionway. "Women and children first!" Kinney was yelling. "Women and children first!"
A team of horses tied to a post somewhere in the darkness stamped on the hard-baked ground. A cat sprang from under George Willard's feet and ran away into the night. The young man was nervous. All day he had gone about his work like one dazed by a blow. In the alleyway he trembled as though with fright. In the darkness George Willard walked along the alleyway, going carefully and cautiously.
Without looking at her I hurried through the alleyway into the corridor, flew past the sanctum, darted into the staircase, then halted, turned around, stopped at the water-cooler for a taste of ice water, then walked slowly back to her room. I put my head in at the door. "You heard me say, didn't you, that the story has gone to press?" She lifted her face from that same yellow silk pillow.
"Make haste, then," and they started briskly through the halls, the proprietor assuring M. Paul that only a single key was ever given out for the alleyway door and this to none but trusted clients, who returned it the same night. "Only a single key to the alleyway door," reflected, Coquenil. "Yes." "And your 'tall blonde' has it now?" "I suppose so."
"It'd break me old man's heart -sure it would," put in Tip, cunningly. At the first cry from Belle and Laura Bentley, however Mrs. Meade, who was also in the secret, had hurried down into Clark Street. Just as it happened she had espied a policeman less than a block away. That officer, posted by Mrs. Meade, now came hurrying down the alleyway. "Oho! Tip, is it?" demanded the policeman.
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