CHAPTER XXIV.
Meanwhile the whirligig had gone about violently after this fashion.
Forbes, wondering mightily, procured his automatics and gave one to his impatient friend.
"What's the row, Crawffy ?" "Be as silent as you can," said Crawford.

"Follow me.

We may be too late." "Anywhere you say." "The door will be locked.

We'll creep around the upper veranda and enter by opposite windows.

You keep your eye on the valet.