"You won't let Peggy get hold of me!" said the boy in a trembling voice.
"Not if I can help it."
Turning to the salesman who had waited upon him, Mark said:
"There are some people at the door that I want to avoid meeting. Is there any back entrance to the store?"
"Yes," answered the clerk.
"Will you be kind enough to guide us to it?"
"Certainly."
"Don't look behind you, Jack, but come with me. Don't be alarmed!"
The salesman guided them to a door opening on a narrow street. Boxes of goods were so piled up, that this door could not be seen from the window into which Peggy and Lyman were looking.
"Where are they going?" Peggy asked.