Cautiously Barney unlocked the outside door and peered into the street. There was not a living soul in sight.
"Vos it safe to venture out?" asked Jake in a whisper.
"I don't know; I see no one," was the answer.
"Vait a minute!" exclaimed Jake, approaching the hat-rack. "Schust you put on dot great coat and blug hat, and I vill put on dese."
"The very thing!" cried Barney, in a tone of satisfaction; and seizing the murdered man's overcoat and hat, he put them on, while Jake appropriated a smaller coat and a Derby.
Their own soft hats they thrust into their pockets, knowing too much to leave them behind.
"Now," said Barney, "we may venture forth," and noiselessly opening the door, they stepped outside, closing the door behind them.
After listening for a moment in the shadow of the porch, they glided down the steps, and hurried up the street, Jake a dozen feet or so in advance of Barney.
They met no one; and in less than ten minutes were before Sadie Seaton's door.
Jake rang the bell, but was quickly satisfied that the peal had not roused the slumbering Sadie.