He swung himself up on to the roof. The trap closed.
"Well, I'll be damned!" said Margery Milton.
Merriam did not like profanity in women, even in Margeries.
"Very likely you will," he said.
Margery looked at him sharply:
"You think you're smart, don't you? Are you going to bring that ladder in?"
CHAPTER XIX
A NEW ANTAGONIST
Merriam shut the stepladder together, lifted it into an oblique position, and carried it through the inner hallway into the sitting room, where he stopped, not knowing where to go with it.
Jennie was still sitting. She looked up at him. The same expression of interest which had showed in her eyes once before returned to them. She smiled and shifted her position, crossing her knees. But she volunteered no information as to what he should do with the stepladder which he was awkwardly holding.