Taleverna

He sprang into the basement, ran through laundry and kitchen. The cellar door swung wide open above the stairs which ran down into darkness; and as he halted to listen Clarence dashed up out of the depths, scuttled around the stairs and fled upward into the silent regions above. "Betty!" he cried, forgetting in his alarm the lesser conventions, "where are you?" "Oh, dear--oh, dear!" she wailed. "I am in such a dreadful plight. Could you help me, please?" "Are you hurt?" he asked. Fright made his voice almost inaudi…