The woman took in the situation at a glance.
A low cry issued from her lips, and a single word. It was:
"Quick!"
A man in the blue uniform and brass buttons of a police officer sprung into the room.
With his fist poised in the air, Ben turned.
He understood what had happened, and Leonie's meaning.
He fell back with an awful oath.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded, savagely. "This house is mine, and I command you to get out of it!"
"I am going to do so at once," answered the officer, serenely, "and you are going with me!"
"I think you will miss your reckoning in that!" answered Ben, bracing himself in a manner that the officer understood at once to mean fight.