He leaned over Dyck for a moment.

"Yes, sound asleep," he said, and laughed scornfully to himself.

"Well, when it's dark we must get him away.

He'll sleep for four or five hours, and by that time he'll be out on the way to France, and the rest is easy." He was about to go to the door that led into the business part of the house, when the door leading into the street opened softly, and a woman stepped inside.

She had used the key which Boyne had forgotten at his house.
At first he did not hear her.