She was nearer the door than Craig by about half-a-dozen paces.

Her hand groped in the little bag she was carrying and gripped something hard.

She clenched her teeth for a moment.

Then the automatic pistol flashed out through the gloom.
"Craig," she threatened, "if you move I shall shoot you." It seemed as though the man were a coward.

He began to tremble, his lips twitched, his eyes grew larger and rounder.
"What is it ?" he faltered.