Burski looked at me sharply.
I smiled. “May be a bit awkward for you, eh?”
We went down to the front door.
“Is the carriage there yet?” asked Burski.
“Just driven up,” was the reply.
The clamour of a crowd outside reached our ears. I put out my hand to open the door and Burski stopped me. He was looking very anxious. “Call the chief,” he said hurriedly.
The man sprang up the stairs.
Burski and I were left alone.
The clamour outside increased and some one knocked at the door.
“Why don’t you open the door? If you are in earnest about helping me to escape, let me call in the crowd.”