But on her left, in the fence of the wood, was a gap which had been filled by a post and rails.
Though it would bring her in sight of the lawyer at the front door, that seemed the safer way, since he was stouter, and probably less swift of foot than the detective.

She climbed out of the window and made a dash for it.

She reached the fence, went over it like a cat; and her foot already touched the ground on the other side as the lawyer saw her, and in his indignation and surprise howled like a skelped hound.
He was more used to office work than action; and it was fully five seconds before he started for the wood.

In those five seconds Pollyooly had gone a good thirty yards into it.

He rushed for the post and rails, and climbed them with his eyes nearly starting out of his head in his anxiety to see her.