Open the door, or I shall lose the train!" A fresh bombardment from the lady's fists here followed.

"Where _is_ Austin, Martha?
Can't you find him anywhere ?" "He's here, ma'am," cried back Martha, in quavering tones, "but he don't seem as if----" "Call Lubin with a ladder!" interrupted the desperate lady.

"I must catch the omnibus, if I break all my bones in getting out of the window.

Where's Lubin?
Isn't there a ladder tall enough?
Austin! Austin! Where _is_ Austin, and why doesn't he open the door ?" "He was here not a moment ago," replied Martha, tremulously, "but where he's got to now, or where he's put the key, the Lord only knows.
Perhaps he's gone to see about a ladder.

Lubin! have you seen Master Austin anywhere ?" But Austin, unobserved in the confusion, having stealthily glanced at his watch, had slipped out at the garden gate, and now stood looking down the road.