Opposite the door by which he had entered there was another, leading into the room on the other side.
But even if that door was unlocked, and he could get into that room, he would be no better off than he was a little while before.
He flashed another inquiring look around.
There was absolutely no place in which he could hide himself, unless——
He looked at the desk, and then measured himself with his eyes.
The steps were coming along the hall, now, and it was too late for him to use the skeleton key and get out of the room, even if he had wanted to.
Without pausing another instant, he crawled into the desk and pulled at the roll-top until he got it down.
It was a tight squeeze, and when the roll-top descended the lock snapped.
But Patsy did not care for that.
The only thing that worried him was that one of the two men might notice that the roll-top was shut, and not half open.