"Nothing, Burton--except that there is still one little thing more to do to bolster up that 'childish' story of mine--and then get out of here." He glanced sharply, critically around the room, his eyes resting for a moment at the last on the form on the floor.

Then tersely: "I am going to turn out the light--we will have to pass the window to get to the door, and we will invite no chances.

Are you ready ?" "No; not yet," said Burton eagerly.

"I haven't said what I'd like to say to you, what I--" "Walk straight to the door," said Jimmie Dale curtly.

There was the click of an electric-light switch, and the room was in darkness.