"
"No, you need not fear that; but time passes, I must go and take up my
position. You had better return to your home and I will appear later."
The girl slowly walked away and our hero muttered:
"Well, this is a complication. That girl loves a thief, possibly an
assassin."
A little later and Oscar Dunne entered the house. All was as it had been
agreed it should be, and yet the detective commenced a search. There was
a hall pantry off the rear parlor. The detective tried the door; it was
locked, but by a little trick of his own he opened it and flashed the
light of his tiny mask lantern inside, and there sure enough stood Alice
Frewen. The girl colored, but assumed a very defiant look as she said:
"You had no business to force yourself into my room."
"Your room is of very narrow dimensions, but under the circumstances I
was compelled to force my way in as I wish to use this room as my hiding
place, and further I do not propose that you shall give the burglars
warning. I am here to catch them and I will.
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