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     Prothero nodded gravely; and turned to Pearsall。 〃Will you attend her?〃 

he asked。 

     As Pearsall rose and left the room; Prothero rose also。 

     〃You   will   come   with   me;〃   he   directed;   〃and   I   will   see   you   settle   in 

your apartment。 Your bag has arrived and is already there。〃 

     The room to which the Jew led him was the front one on the second 

story。 It was in no way in keeping with a sanatorium; or a rest…cure。 The 

walls were hidden by dark blue hangings; in which sparkled tiny mirrors; 

the floor was covered with Turkish rugs; the lights concealed inside lamps 

of dull brass bedecked with crimson tassels。 In the air were the odors of 

stale   tobacco…smoke;   of   cheap   incense;   and   the   sickly;   sweet   smell   of 

opium。 To Ford the place suggested a cigar…divan rather than a bedroom; 

and he guessed; correctly; that when Prothero had played at palmistry and 

clairvoyance this had been the place where he received his dupes。 But the 

American      expressed     himself   pleased   with   his   surroundings;   and     while 

Prothero remained in the room; busied himself with unpacking his bag。 

     On leaving him the Jew halted in the door and delivered himself of a 

little speech。 His voice was stern; sharp; menacing。 

     〃Until you are cured;〃 he said; 〃you will not put your foot outside this 

room。 In this house are other inmates who; as you have already learned; 

are in a highly nervous state。 The brains of some are unbalanced。 With my 

associate and myself they are familiar; but the sight of a stranger roaming 

through the halls might upset them。 They might attack you; might do you 

bodily injury。 If you wish for anything; ring the electric bell beside your 

bed   and   an   attendant   will   come。   But   you   yourself   must   not   leave   the 

room。〃 

     He closed the door; and Ford; seating himself in front of the coal fire; 

hastily    considered     his  position。   He    could   not   persuade     himself   that; 

strategically; it was a satisfactory one。 The girl he sought was on the top or 

fourth floor; he on the second。 To reach her he would have to pass through 



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Well…   lighted   halls;   up   two   flights   Of   stairs   and   try   to   enter   a   door   that 

would   undoubtedly   be   locked。   On   the   other   hand;   instead   of   wandering 

about in the rain outside the house; he was now established on the inside; 

and   as   an   inmate。   Had   there been   time   for   a   siege;   he   would   have   been 

confident of success。 But there was no time。 The written call for help had 

been urgent。 Also; the scream he had heard; while the manner of the two 

men had shown that to them it was a commonplace; was to him a spur to 

instant action。 In haste he knew there was the risk of failure; but he must 

take that risk。 

     He wished first to assure himself that Cuthbert was within call; and to 

that   end   put   out   the   lights   and   drew   aside   the   curtains   that   covered   the 

window。 Outside; the fog was rolling between the house…fronts; both rain 

and   snow   were   falling   heavily;   and   a   solitary   gas…lamp   showed   only   a 

deserted and dripping street。 Cautiously Ford lit a match and for an instant 

let   the   flame   flare。   He   was   almost   at   once   rewarded   by   the   sight   of   an 

answering   flame        that   flickered    from   a   dark   doorway。   Ford      closed    the 

window;  satisfied that his   line  of  communication   with   the outside   world 

was still intact。 The faithful Cuthbert was on guard。 

     Ford     rapidly   reviewed   each   possible   course   of   action。   These          were 

several;   but   to   lead   any   one   of   them   to   success;   he   saw   that   he   must 

possess a better acquaintance with the interior of the house。 Especially was 

it important that he should obtain a line of escape other than the one down 

the stairs   to   the  front   door。 The  knowledge  that   in   the  rear  of  the   house 

there was a means of retreat by a servants' stairway; or over the roof of an 

adjoining building; or by a friendly fire… escape; would at least; lend him 

confidence in his adventure。 Accordingly; in spite of Prothero's threat; he 

determined at once to reconnoitre。 In case of his being discovered outside 

his room; he would explain his electric bell was out of order; that when he 

rang no servant had answered; and that he had sallied forth in search of 

one。 To make this plausible; he unscrewed the cap of the electric button in 

the wall; and with his knife cut off enough of the wire to prevent a proper 

connection。 He then replaced the cap and; opening the door; stepped into 

the hall。 

     The upper part of the house was; sunk in silence; but rising from the 



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dining…room   below;   through   the   opening   made   by   the   stairs;   came   the 

voices of Prothero and Pearsall。 And mixed with their voices came also the 

sharp   hiss   of   water   issuing   from   a   siphon。   The   sound   was   reassuring。 

Apparently; over their whiskey…and…soda the two men were still lingering 

at   the   dinner…table。   For   the   moment;   thenso   far;   at   least;   as   they   were 

concerned the coast was clear。 

     Stepping cautiously; and keeping close to the wall; Ford ran lightly up 

the stairs to the hall of the third floor。 It was lit brightly by a gas…jet; but no 

one was in sight; and the three doors opening upon it were shut。 At the rear 

of   the   hall   was   a   window;   the   blind   was   raised;   and   through   the   panes; 

dripping in the rain; Ford caught a glimpse of the rigid iron rods of a fire… 

escape。 His spirits leaped exultantly。 If necessary; by means of this scaling 

ladder; he could work entirely from the outside。 Greatly elated; he tiptoed 

past the closed doors and mounted to the fourth floor。 This also was lit by 

a   gas…jet    that  showed      at  one   end   of   the  hall   a  table   on   which     were 

medicine…bottles   and   a   tray   covered   by   a   napkin;   and   at   the   other   end; 

piled upon each other and blocking the hall…window; were three steamer… 

trunks。     Painted    on   each    were    the   initials;  〃D。    D。〃   Ford    breathed     an 

exclamation。 

     〃Dosia      Dale;〃    he   muttered;      〃I  have    found     you!〃    He    was    again 

confronted   by   three   closed   doors;   one   leading   to   a   room   that   faced   the 

street; another opening upon a room in the rear of the house; and opposite; 

across the hallway; still another door。 He observed that the first two doors 

were each fastened from the outside by bolts and a spring lock; and that 

the key to each lock was in place。 The fact moved him with indecision。 If 

he took possession of the keys; he could enter the rooms at his pleasure。 

On   the   other   hand;   should   their   loss   be   discovered;   an   alarm   would   be 

raised and he would inevitably come under suspicion。 The very purpose he 

had in view might be frustrated。 He decided that where they were the keys 

would serve him as well as in his pocket; and turned his attention to the 

third   door。   This   was   not   locked;   and;   from   its   position;   Ford   guessed   it 

must be an entrance to a servants' stairway。 

     Confident of   this; he   opened   it;  and   found   a  dark;  narrow  landing;  a 

flight of steps mounting from the kitchen below; and; to his delight an iron 



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ladder leading to a trap…door。 He could hardly forego a cheer。 If the trap… 

door   were   not   locked;   he   had   found   a   third   line   of   retreat;   a   means   of 

escape   by   way   of   the   roof;   far   superior   to   any   he   might   attempt   by   the 

main staircase and the street…door。 

     Ford stepped into the landing; closing the door behind him and though 

this left him in complete darkness; he climbed the ladder; and with eager 

fingers felt for the fastenings of the trap。 He had feared to find a padlock; 

but;   to   his   infinite   relief;   his   fingers   closed   upon   two   bolts。   Noiselessly; 

and smoothly; they drew back from their sockets。 Under the pressure of his 

hand the trap door lifted; and through the opening swept a breath of chill 

night air。 

     Ford hooked one leg over a round of the ladder and; with hands frees 

moved the trap to one side。 An instant later he had scrambled to the roof; 

and; after carefully replacing the trap; rose and looked about him。 T

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