"What sort of men were they?" asked Betty of the girl who had given the alarm.
"Oh, I don't know, Miss Betty," was the half-sobbed reply.
"But you must know! Did he wear a tall hat or——"
"A tall hat? Of course not, miss. He was like a tramp, or a fisherman—maybe a clammer."
"That's how I sized them up," Allen said. "Fishermen. Did they say anything to you?" he asked the maid.
"Not a thing—no, sir. He just caught his breath, sort of frightened like, and ran out."
"Did the one you saw call to the others?"
"Oh, no, sir, they all ran out at once, as soon as I went down. I had a light myself."
"What part of the cellar were they in?"
"I couldn't exactly say. They seemed to be all over."