"Over this way," Gail said, "Confederate Courts Building. There won't be anything going on over here, now."
I told her, with as much humorous detail as possible, about how Thrombley had shanghaied me to the Embassy, and about the chase by the Rangers. Before I was half through, she was laughing heartily, all traces of her anger gone. Finally, we came to a stairway, and at the head of it to a small door.
"It's been four years that I've been away from here," she said. "I think there's a reading room of the Law Library up here. Let's go in and enjoy the quiet for a while."
But when we opened the door, there was a Ranger standing inside.
"Come to see a trial, Mr. Silk? Oh, hello, Gail. Just in time; they're going to prepare for the next trial."
As he spoke, something clicked at the door. Gail looked at me in consternation.
"Now we're locked in," she said. "We can't get out till the trial's over."
CHAPTER V
I looked around.