"That is a very poor reason," said Hal. "Either you will stand aside now, or I shall call my men."
The woman realized the force of this reasoning. With a gesture of resignation she stepped aside. Hal advanced.
"I hope he shoots you through the door," said the woman to Hal.
"Thanks for the hint," said Hal dryly. "I'll keep out of the line of fire."
He approached the door from the side, and, standing close, called:
"Whoever you are in there, come out."
There was no response, and Hal called again.
"I've got the door covered," the lad shouted, "and if you don't come out
I shall fire through it."
Slowly the door moved open. Hal stepped quickly aside, for he did not wish to be taken unaware. He seized a chair and sent it spinning across the floor. The ruse succeeded, for the man inside, taking the noise made by the chair for the sound of Hal's feet, stepped quickly forward and pointed a revolver in that direction.
This meant that Hal stood directly behind the newcomer. Smiling to himself, Hal raised his revolver and said quietly: