"I’m going to get Courtland, to help me break in the door!"
Mrs. Russell drew near Polly.
"What do you think we’d better do?" she whispered.
"I don’t know," Polly answered in distress. "Even if he would wait till the morning, I don’t see just what we could do. Perhaps we’d better——”
Mrs. Russell nodded.
Eddie returned promptly, bringing with him the blond young chauffeur, pleased and alert.
"Which door?" he asked. "This? All right! Now, then, all together! One——”
"No!" cried Mrs. Russell. "No, Eddie. Wait a minute!"
He did wait, but impatiently, while she hesitated. Finally she said to him in a half whisper:
"Eddie, he’s not there!"