"The lock is a peculiar one, and in my hurry I forgot to show you the trick of it." "I tried to get out," said Unorna with a forced laugh.

"I tried to break the door down with a club.

I am afraid I have hurt one of your specimens." She looked about the room.

Everything was in its usual position, except the body of the African.

She was quite sure that when she had head that unearthly cry, the dead faces had all been turned towards her.
"It is no matter," replied Keyork in a tone of indifference which was genuine.