Dinah stepped out of the way, and her master lost no time in descending through the opening into the dark room below.
“Fasten the door, for there may be more of them trying to enter.”
“I doesn’t t’ink so,” was the confident reply.
Nevertheless, Dinah reached up and fastened the hook in place, making it as secure as before.
“Is your mistress safe?” asked Captain Shirril, the moment he was within the apartment.
“Didn’t I jes’ tole you she was? Does you t’ink I would try to deceibe you?”
“But tell me how it is; this strikes me as the strangest part of the whole business.”
Standing thus, in the stillness and gloom of the upper room, the servant related in her characteristic way the extraordinary experience of herself and mistress with the dusky intruder.
As she had said, the warning which the captain shouted from the roof was heard by them, but the words were not understood.