“The police are here again, Miss.”
The loud summons at the house door confirmed her ill news. Bremenhof had not left us long in doubt as to what he meant to do.
CHAPTER XXI
A BLANK OUTLOOK
VOLNA appealed to me. “What shall I do?”
“Let us get away if we can,” I said.
“Come then. We can leave the house by the garden. But suppose they do not seek me?”
“We can’t risk waiting to find out If not, your maid can call to us.”
We hurried to the door leading to the garden, and as we closed it the servant admitted the police at the front.
It was quite dusk and the heavy snow covered the sound of our footsteps as we hurried through the shrubbery to a small door in the high wall which bounded the garden at the end.
As we paused a few seconds on the chance of the servant recalling us, I whispered a warning to Volna. “There may be some one posted on the outside. Let me open it.”