Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips.

It was the first--and the last! At this juncture, the handle of the door was tried, and the voice of Mr.
Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance.
"What's the matter ?" he cried.

"I thought I heard a scream.

Why is the door fastened?
Open it directly!" "Are you alone ?" asked Jack, mimicking the voice of Kneebone.
"What for ?" demanded Wood.

"Open the door, I say, or I'll burst it open." Carefully depositing Winifred on a sofa, Jack then extinguished the light, and, as he unfastened the door, crept behind it.