He looked around quickly. The fugitives were not on the street. Frank gazed at the house before which he stood. It was a two-story brick building and stood right upon the street. There was no yard. A flight of eight stone steps led to a small vestibule.
"Guess they must have gone up there," the lad muttered.
He moved up the steps just as Lord Hastings and Jack hove in sight around the corner. They pulled up at Frank's side.
"Where did they go?" demanded Lord Hastings.
"I don't know," replied Frank, "unless they went in this house."
"We'll have a look," said Lord Hastings briefly, and mounted the steps.
Frank and Jack followed him.
Lord Hastings turned the knob and the door opened easily.
"Look out, sir," warned Frank. "They're liable to take a shot at you from some place."
Lord Hastings did not reply, but issued orders rapidly.