Dale grinned wickedly as he dismounted and walked forward.
There was no light showing in any of the windows, and Dale stepped stealthily to the rear door and knocked.
There was no answer; and Dale repeated the blows.

Then he grinned With delight as he heard Peggy's voice, high-pitched and startled, saying: "Who's there ?" "It's me--Sanderson," he returned.

"I've come for you!" "What for ?" This time there was alarm in the girl's voice, and Dale heard her walk across the floor and halt at the door.

He mentally visualized her, standing there, one ear against the panel.
"Didn't they tell you ?" he said in a hoarse voice, into which he succeeded in getting much pretended anger.

"Why, I sent a man over here with word." "Word about what ?" Dale heard the girl fumbling at the fastenings of the door, and he knew that his imitation of Sanderson's voice had deceived her.
"Word that Ben was hurt," he lied.