13/21 Don't bother to come down with us. I noticed it was a spring lock. We can let ourselves out." When the two policemen were out of the room, Mrs.De Peyster and Matilda collapsed into each others' arms and their bodies sank limply forward from their chairs upon the dining-table. "Matilda, what an escape!" shivered Mrs.De Peyster; and she lay there, gathering breath, regathering strength, regathering poise, while the officers' steps grew dimmer and more dim. She was palpitant, yet able to think. |