"Here is the new safe," she pointed out brightly. "It is not only proof against explosives, but between the plates is a lining that is proof against thermit and even that oxy-acetylene blowpipe by which you rescued me from the old boiler. It has a time lock, too, that will prevent its being opened at night, even if anyone should learn the combination."
They stood before the safe a moment and Kennedy examined it closely with much interest.
"Wonderful!" he admired.
"I knew you'd approve of it," cried Elaine, much pleased. "Now I have something else to show you."
She paused at the desk and from a drawer took out a portfolio of large photographs. They were very handsome photographs of herself.
"Much more wonderful than the safe," remarked Craig earnestly. Then, hesitating and a trifle embarrassed, he added, "May I—may I have one?"
"If you care for it," she said, dropping her eyes, then glancing up at him quickly.
"Care for it?" he repeated. "It will be one of the greatest treasures."
She slipped the picture quickly into an envelope. "Come," she interrupted. "Aunt Josephine will be wondering where we are. She—she's a demon chaperone."
Bennett, Aunt Josephine and myself were talking earnestly as Elaine and
Craig returned.