Nor was Beresford’s arrival with the statement that the Unknown was moving through the house below particularly comforting.
“He may be dazed, or he may not,” he said. “Personally, this is not a time to trust anybody.”
Beresford knew nothing of what had just occurred, and now seeing Bailey he favored him with an ugly glance.
“In the absence of Anderson, Bailey,” he added, “I don’t propose to trust you too far. I’m making it my business from now on to see that you don’t try to get away. Get that?”
But Bailey heard him without particular resentment.
“All right,” he said. “But I’ll tell you this. Anderson is here and has arrested the Doctor. Keep your eye on me, if you think it’s your duty, but don’t talk to me as if I were a criminal. You don’t know that yet.”
“The Doctor!” Beresford gasped.
But Miss Cornelia’s keen ears had heard a sound outside and her eyes were focused on the door.
“That doorknob is moving,” she said in a hushed voice.
Beresford moved to the door and jerked it violently open.