He went out of the room, laughing. What he was doing seemed a joke.
Ten minutes later, having supplied them with food, he left the cabin, locking the door on the outside.
But he had not secured the hidden door leading from the cabin to the excavated room that was occupied by the baron and the woman. This door was pushed open, as Uncle Sam went away; and the woman, coming out for a “breath of fresh air,” stood at the one window, watching him as he disappeared down the hill.
“Der ouder door iss locked, huh?” asked the baron.
“Tightly locked,” she told him.
“Vale, vot do you t’ink uff idt?”
“The thing is so daring,” she said, “that it makes me dizzy.”