“Yes. Come away.”
“To the world’s end with you,” he whispered, but she uttered a cry and sprang to her feet.
“What is it?” he whispered.
“Didn’t you hear? Come.”
She led the way quickly into the hall, and the voices her preternaturally sharpened hearing had detected came from below.
Marion caught Chester’s hand and ran with him towards the great front door, which they had almost reached, when there was a sharp, quick rattling sound before them and the dull movement of feet upon the stone step.
The next moment the door was opening towards them.
Hemmed in, with peril on either hand.