"What are you doing there ?" she demanded.
A half-humorous twist came to the mouth of Carlisle.

He answered quietly, as he raised a hand for silence: "Just about what you might expect us to do.

We're trying to take care of ourselves.

But how about yourself?
I thought you were with us, Madam.

I had heard that you--" "Come," she answered, lowering the weapon and stepping swiftly down the stairs.