"I have a revolver and I'll fire if you don't go away!" she cried. There was a silence. She flung up the window. She must be a good actress or die. "Mr. Smith! Is that you? Come up the fire escape!" She screamed the words. Again the door crashed, and she had an inspiration. She took up the telephone. "Get the police station--tell them a man named Moran is trying to break into my room--Leo Moran--please remember the name in case anything happens...." She left the receiver off and crept to the door. Stealthy feet wer…
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