What in the world is to be done?
Your aunt's locked up in her bedroom, and nobody can find the key!" "Is that all ?" answered Austin calmly.

"Then she'll have to stay there till it turns up, evidently." "But the mistress says she's sure you know all about it," panted Martha, in great distress, "and she's in a most terrible taking.

Now, Master Austin, I do beseech you--'tain't no laughing matter, for the omnibus starts in a few minutes, and your aunt----" A terrific banging was now heard from the locked-up room, accompanied by shouts and cries from the imprisoned lady.

Austin advanced to the foot of the staircase, looking rather white, and listened.
"Austin! Austin! Where are you?
What have you done with the key ?" shrieked Aunt Charlotte, in a tempest of despair and rage.

"Let me out, I say, let me out at once! It's you who have done this, I know it is.