"Good night." He drew her towards him.

She resisted slightly.

They were for an instant clasped in a passionate embrace; then there was a sudden collapse of the light and a dull jar.

The front door had swung to.
With a desperate bound she darted into the passage and through the hall, dragging him by the hand, and threw the front door open.

Without, the street was silent and empty.
"Go," she whispered frantically.
Demorest passed quickly down the steps and disappeared.