"Yes. The two men—at the farm—are not here—at night."
"Ah, I see——" And then, "That other door," he whispered tensely. "Is it locked?"
"Yes. I—I locked it tonight."
"You feared?"
"Hugh—until tonight——"
She stopped and shuddered, until he came to her and held her for a moment in his arms.
"He will not frighten you again," he muttered between set lips.
"Thank God," she whispered, now starting up as though with the first realization of their position.
"Have you any plan of what you will do?"
"Yes. Goritz is still below in the Hall. I have a plan, but I can do nothing until he goes to bed. Where is his room?"