Under the excitement of the occasion Rose thought only of saving her
lover from the hands of rude men, who looked upon him as a wild beast
justly their prey.
"Open the door, or I will break it down!" thundered a voice without.
"This way, quick!" cried Rose.
She led the way from another room that led from the parlor. Raising a
window at the side of the house she bade her lover pass through.
He obeyed, and dropped safely to the ground. He had been far-seeing
enough to readjust his wig, and a moment later an elderly gentleman
walked from the rear of the house and gained the street without
molestation.
Then Miss Alstine walked back to the door, turned the key and admitted
two men wearing the police uniform.
"Quick! Don't let the villain escape!"
"What does this mean?" demanded Rose, quickly.
"Where is the man you had in here?"
"What man?"
"Do you deny that a man was in this room?"
"There seems to be two at present," retorted Rose, with provoking
coolness.
"Will you answer my question, girl?"
"Please ask it, and I will see."
"Where is the man who was with you a short time since?"
"I cannot tell you.
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