They had finished their impromptu meal, but were still at the table, thoroughly enjoying themselves, half forgetful of the awesome figure in the next room, when out of the weird stillness came a sudden cry, and a dull thud, as of some body falling against a solid obstruction.
Babette clutched at Gus, while Dan's hand involuntarily closed over Rachel's, outstretched in terror. Then, ashamed of the momentary start, he drew it away and rose from his chair.
"Sit still," he said, "till I look into this."
He stepped into the little room, Gus at his heels, but both turned back at once, assured all was right there.
"It's outside," said Dan, in a low voice. "Some drunken man, probably. You stay with the girls, and I'll go out and see."
"Not much," said Gus indignantly. "Guess I'm no more afraid than you are!"
He had no idea of appearing cowardly before the girl of his heart. But she clung to him.
"Oh Gus, I'm scared to death! Don't go."
Dan had already let himself out, bidding Rachel lock the door behind him. She turned now to Babette.
"Come, come, Bab!" she said. "We are not going to be nervous and frighten the children."