She carried her load to the iron grating, unlocked the gate and passed through. The marble door of the mausoleum worked with a secret spring. Toby’s sharp eyes carefully marked the manner in which she released this spring and permitted the heavy marble block to swing noiselessly outward.
Elaine only lingered long enough to place the bags of gold inside. Then she closed the door of the tomb, let herself out at the iron gate and after one more shrewd inspection of the silent place made her way out of the graveyard and took the path that led back to her home.
Far behind her Toby followed like a shadow.
In half an hour she returned to the vault again, laden as before. For an old woman, and one who had just received a nervous shock, Elaine Halliday showed remarkable vitality. Her body appeared frail and weak, but an indomitable spirit urged it to perform its tasks.
CHAPTER XXIII
TWO AND TWO MAKE FOUR
When Judge Ferguson arrived at his office the next morning he found Toby Clark awaiting him.
“What! You’ve not let Miss Halliday escape?” he exclaimed.
“Miss Phœbe is watching her,” returned Toby. “I felt it was important for me to come here to report.”
“Very well; sit down and tell me what you have to say.”