"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?"