Then, helping her into the machine, he waited until the car vanished around the corner.
With a self-satisfied smile Britz slowly ascended the steps, intent on obtaining the documents which he had left in the sitting-room.
"With those papers we'll soon wring admissions from somebody," he said to himself.

"It's a good night's work--a most profitable night's work." To his consternation he found that the servant had closed the door.

Nor did his insistent pressure of the electric door-bell produce any effect on the butler.

Then, for the first time, Britz realized that the lights in the sitting-room had been extinguished.
Consumed with sudden anger he climbed the low iron hand-rail that protected the stoop, and the next instant the broad toe of his boot had shattered the window leading to the front room.

Reaching forward, he found it easy to displace sufficient glass to permit him to step safely into the room.