He strolled back to the door as he spoke and examined the lock. Then, appreciatively, he drew from his pocket the screw-driver he had thoughtfully brought from the garage.
"I fancied this might be useful. It will take me just about four minutes to open that door," he announced. "So get on your things and be ready to start in a hurry."
"Do you imagine that we can get away now, in broad daylight?" She seemed dazed by the suggestion.
"Why not? You want to get out of here, don't you?"
"Yes—I—of course I do!"
"You don't seem very sure of it."
Laurie was smiling down at her with his hands still in his pockets, but there was an expression in his eyes she had never seen there before, an expression keen, cold, almost but not quite suspicious.
"Yes, but—you don't understand. Shaw has other men on watch, two of them."
"Where?"
"In the grounds. One in the front and the other in the back."