"Yield to reason, Mistress Barbara. You cannot go back."
Barbara turned away angrily, and addressed herself to Rob.
"Cannot you go back?" she asked.
"Not I, madame," was the ready answer. "You are not safe yet."
Barbara sighed, looked at the pair of them contemptuously, and yielded to necessity.
"But you can leave the door open," she urged.
Rob hesitated.
"'Twill be a clue," he muttered, but yielded to her plea. "Now, come, madame, we must wait no longer."
"Where are you going?" she demanded quickly.
"To Master Lane's house," he answered impatiently. "Lady Cicely is there, and——"