More gunfire crashed above their heads, and Rose flinched, crouching down.
Johnny moved slowly over to the door.
“Don’t be a fool!” Rose cried. “Stay where you are!”
Suddenly there was a tremendous crash of breaking glass and a thud of a heavy weight just outside the door.
Johnny recoiled, staggered, and sprawled on the floor.
“What’s that?” Rose whispered, her hand over her mouth.
“Someone’s got in!” Johnny gasped. “Put out the lamp!”
Rose ran over to the lamp, turned down the wick and blew out the flame. She stood in the darkness, her heart hammering, while she listened to a slow dragging sound outside as if someone were crawling along the passage.
“Lock the door!” Johnny panted.
She blundered to the door. As she groped for the key, she felt the door open, and she caught her breath in a sharp scream.