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"He's clumsier than a bear, like all Safety First's troop. How about that, Safety? Come on quick! Row!" "Coming?" called a voice from the shore. "That's what," answered Scoutmaster Ned. "Your car's gone." "So I read in the sky. Somebody break in?" "The small door's locked, the big one was open but nothing broken." "Get out!" "Wait till you see. Who's there?" "Safety First and Norris and me?
Twenty is an unsuspicious age, except when it fears that its dignity or grace may be threatened from without; and it might have been a "bad sign" in revelation of Julia Atwater's character if she had failed to accept the muffled metallic clash of the front door's closing as a token that her niece had taken a complete departure for home.
But there, I must get back; on'y look here. There'll never be a better chance. Here's an old bosun's whistle; stuff it in yer pocket, and don't blow it till the right moment. When you do, blow hard, and me, Barney, and Neb Dumlow's with you." "But " "Butter be hanged, doctor. You've got three pistols, and the door's open.
"But neither do I yearn to spend the day here. I'm hungry. I wonder if our absent host possesses a larder?" "If he does, you can't raid it," Ricky answered. "The door's locked, and that lock," she pointed to the bright disk of brass on the solid cabin door, "is a good one. I've already tried a hairpin on it," she added shamelessly. They sat awhile in silence.
Sweat was pouring from the lather-flecked bodies of their horses when they drew rein, at last, at the goal of their long, fierce ride; and Haw-Haw slunk behind the broad form of Mac Strann when the latter strode into the hotel. Then the two started for the room in which, they were told, lay Jerry Strann. "There it is," whispered Haw-Haw, as they reached the head of the stairs. "The door's open.
Traill," she said in a hollow voice, but raising it as though he were some distance away. "This door's locked from the inside, and there's a light in the room." He took it quite casually. "Better let me try it," he said. "It can't be locked from the inside unless she's there." Janet stood aside, trembling, as he tried the handle. Then he, too, bent down and examined the keyhole. "Good God!
"There, I guess that will stand for a while," he commented, as he stood back and viewed his work. "I thought Pete was going to do it," Douglas remarked. "Mebbe he would an' mebbe he wouldn't. But most likely he wouldn't. Pete would have promised almost anything jist then. Anyway, the door's fixed, an' I guess it's about time we were gittin' home." Nell looked tired as they bade her good-night.
Suddenly Sydney gave an exclamation. 'Hullo! The front door's closed! I was hard at his heels. 'What do you mean? 'Why, when I went I left the front door open. It looks as if I've made an idiot of myself after all, and Marjorie's returned, let's hope to goodness that I have. He knocked. While we waited for a response I questioned him. 'Why did you leave the door open when you went?
That door's no more locked against you than it is against my niece. You do the rest of your work and don't you worry your soul 'bout my cabin." Louise, who was an observant spectator of this contest, expected at first that Betty would not stand the indignity that she would resign from her situation on the spot. But that hard, compelling stare of Cap'n Amazon seemed to tame her.
Ess Kay, and agree with everything everybody says about your trip, when we come up to bed and Mother's door's shut, I'll make a clean breast and show you exactly how matters stand." With this, we separated, for we could hear Mrs. Ess Kay's voice in the corridor, talking to Sally Woodburn on the way downstairs.
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