But it was not successful.
Though I was fortunate enough to free myself from the grasp of my father and brother, I reached the gate on -- --- street only to encounter the eyes of him whose displeasure I most feared, looking sternly upon me from the other side.

The shock was too much for me in my then weak and unnerved condition.

Without considering anything but the fact that he never had known and never must, that I had been in the same house with him for so long, I rushed back to the corner and into the arms of the men who awaited me.

How you came to be there, Mr.Blake, or why you did not open the gate and follow, I cannot say." "The gate was locked," returned that gentleman.

"You remember it closes with a spring, and can only be opened by means of a key which I did not have." "My father had it," she murmured; "he spent a whole week in the endeavor to get hold of it, and finally succeeded on the evening of the very day he used it.