Chapter 18

It was necessary for her to recover her breath before descending. Flushed and breathing rapidly she waited until self-command was restored; then she locked her door, placed pistol and master-key in her reticule, went leisurely downstairs, and handed to Gorm the letter addressed to “B. Welper, Esq.” “—As soon as he comes in, please,” she said with her engaging smile. “Yes, Madam.” As she descended the stoop, she met Welper coming up. For a second her knees almost gave way, then she smiled prettily: “Good evening, Mr…