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I was panic-stricken As I ran along the corridor I was confident that

the mysterious intruder and probableat the foot of the chute I got down the

staircase soh the kitchen to the basement stairs Mr

Jamieson had been beforein the -pan by the

handle as a weapon

"Don't go down there," she yelled, when she sawtoward the

basement stairs "Don't you do it, Miss Rachel That Jamieson's down

there now There's only trouble cohosts; they lead you

into bottos like that Oh, Miss Rachel, don't--" as

I tried to get past her

She was interrupted by Mr Jamieson's reappearance He ran up the

stairs two at a time, and his face was flushed and furious

"The whole place is locked," he said angrily "Where's the laundry key

kept?"

"It's kept in the door," Liddy snapped "That whole end of the cellar

is kept locked, so nobody can get at the clothes, and then the key's

left in the door? so that unless a thief was as blind as--as soht in"

"Liddy," I said sharply, "cohts"

She offered her resignation, as usual, on the spot, but I took her by

the arhts