Mrs.Hoden, I'll drop in again to-night.

Good-by!" Steele backed to the door, and I slipped out before him.
"Mr.Steele--wait!" called Miss Sampson as he stepped out.

He uttered a little sound like a hiss or a gasp or an intake of breath, I did not know what; and then the incomprehensible fellow bestowed a kick upon me that I thought about broke my leg.

But I understood and gamely endured the pain.

Then we were looking at Diane Sampson.