“He was rather tall, and had a step as stealthy as a tiger’s.”

“You saw him come?”

“Yes.”

“And go?”

“I did.”

“How long was the man upstairs?”

“Not over twenty minutes.”

“Did you suspect a crime?”

“I did; but I hadn’t the nerve to go up after he went away. I only guessed his mission.”

Nick at last released the creature, who had in the meantime called herself Gutter Nan for identification, and went away.