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She stepped back to the center of the rooly froain
"Oh, my God--another one!" shrieked Lizzie as the dark shape of a man appeared suddenly outside the , as if materialized from the air
Miss Cornelia snatched up her revolver from the top of the ha cry froure of her lover
Miss Cornelia laid her revolver down on the haht thea little froht undoubtedly got to the roof from this ," he said "It's quite easy"
"But not with one hand," said Miss Cornelia, with her gaze now directed at the row of tall closets around the walls of the room "When that detective comes back I leam of hope in her eye
Dale explained the situation to Jack
"Aunt Cornelia thinks the money's still here"
Miss Cornelia snorted
"I know it's here" She started to open the closets, one after the other, beginning at the left Bailey sahat she was doing and began to help her
Not so Lizzie She sat on the floor in a heap, her eyes riveted on the Unknoho in his turn was gazing at Miss Cornelia's revolver on the hamper with the intent stare of a baby or an idiot fascinated by a glittering piece of glass
Dale noticed the curious tableau
"Lizzie--what are you looking at?" she said with a nervous shake in her voice
"What's he looking at?" asked Lizzie sepulchrally, pointing at the Unknown Her pointed forefinger drew his eyes away from the revolver; he sank back into his for
Miss Cornelia rattled the knob of a high closet by the other wall
"This one is locked--and the key's gone," she announced A new flicker of interest grew in the eyes of the Unknown Lizzie glanced away fro locked up in that closet," she whi loose in this house as it is!"
Unfortunately for her, her whimper drew Miss Cornelia's attention upon her
"Lizzie, did you ever take that key?" the latter queried sternly
"No'm," said Lizzie, too scared to dissied her head violently a dozen tiure on a mantelpiece
Miss Cornelia pondered
"It may be locked from the inside; I'll soon find out" She took a wire hairpin froh the keyhole But there was no key on the other side; the hairpin went through without obstruction Repeated efforts to jerk the door open failed And finally Miss Cornelia bethought herself of a key from the other closet doors