“I measured it. ‘Ten and ten.’ I bet anything [[140]]you want to bet that the money is hidden in this room.”
“In the wall plaster?”
“Probably.”
There was a sudden silence from below. Then we heard quick footsteps on the stairs.
“Out through the window, Jerry. Quick!”
We weren’t a moment too soon.
“Let’s go down the rope,” I shivered, scared clear through.
“You go down. I’ll follow in a few minutes. I want to peek through the windows.”
Sliding to the ground, I waited there until my companion joined me.
“He came upstairs and went to bed,” Scoop told me. “So I guess he won’t need any more watching to-night.”