Matt lifted his eyes. They were at the edge of the woods, immediately behind the garage.
While Levitt took charge of him, the prisoner saw Kelly cross the open space separating the timber line from the garage, and enter the building by a rear door. He came back presently, leaving the door ajar.
“Not a soul there, Levitt,” said he. “Come on with him, and come quick.”
Matt was hurried over the intervening space and into the garage. There were only two cars in the garage—the runabout and a large touring car—and not another person in sight.
Matt, pushed to the foot of a stairway leading to the second floor, was told to climb upward. He obeyed. At the top of the flight there was a door. Kelly pushed it open, drew Matt inside, and Levitt came after them.
“Are you sure you understand just what you’re to do, Kelly?” inquired Levitt, in an anxious tone.
“Sure I do,” answered Kelly. “There wasn’t so much of it that I can’t remember it all.”
“Do your work faithfully and you’ll never regret it.”
Levitt drew back out of the room and closed the door behind him.