The smoke was rolling out of a large aperture in the outer wall. Three huge blocks of adobe, neatly joined together, had swung outward, moved by a secret spring which the bullet had released.
Through the grim prison wall they were looking out at the sunshine that flooded the rose garden.
Mildred sank to her knees, sobbing with joy. Big Runyon walked to the staircase.
“Hi, there, Inez!” he called. “Come down here and take Toodlums to her mother. I’ll bet a button she’ll be jolly glad to see that kid again!”
[CHAPTER XVIII—LACES AND GOLD]
At four o’clock in the afternoon Patsy rubbed her eyes, yawned and raised her head from her pillow.
“Dear me!” she sighed, “I’m tired yet, but this sleeping in the daytime is unnatural. I wonder if Beth is awake.”
She went to the door of the adjoining room, opened it and found her cousin dressing.
“Do you suppose anyone else is up?” she inquired.
“See there,” replied Beth, pointing through the window.