I was on my way in search of Mr.Jewett, for whom I had a message, and had got as far as you saw me, when I heard a cry of pain from somewhere in the gallery.

This naturally quickened my steps and I was up and on this floor in a jiffy." "Did you notice, as you stepped from the landing, whether the boy staring at us from the doorway over there was facing just as we see him now ?" "He was.

I remember his attitude perfectly." "Coming out of the door--not going in ?" "Sure.

He was on the run.

He had heard the cry too." "And followed you into the gallery ?" "Preceded me.