"And the sooner the better!" She looked about her, a little helplessly.

Then she glanced at Keenan.
"See, he's coming to!" "Are you ready ?" Durkin demanded sharply.
"Yes," she answered, in her dead and resigned voice, as she took up her hat and coat.

"But where are we going ?" "I'll tell you on the way down.

Only you must get what you want, and hurry!" "But is it safe now ?" she demurred, "and for _you_ ?" He thought for a moment, with his hand on the doorknob.

Then he turned back.
"You'd better keep this, then, until I find what we have to face, outside here!" He passed into her hand the manila envelope, and stepped out into the hall.
A moment later she had secreted the packet, along with Pobloff's revolver, which she picked up from the floor.