When London Sleeps — page 148: what you’re looking at

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TWO WOMEN AND A MAN. 143 launch the missile, a voice called out in stern com- mand: “Stop that!’ Involuntarily, Hilda’s arm dropped to her side, and then, brought to her senses, she muttered sul- lenly: | ‘Let her curb her tongue, then!’ Queenie turned in the direction whence the voice proceeded, and, with a mixture of joy and fear recog- nized her.cousin, Rodney Haynes. Was he to be her deliverer or her jailer? As soon as he saw that Hilda had obeyed and the threatened danger was over, Haynes turned, locked the door by which he had entered and put the keyin his pocket. It was the door which led into the hall. Queenie came toward him, seeking to read his face. “Rodney,’?’ she said, ‘‘you cannot be in this infa- mous plot! You are my cousin, our parents were brother and sister, you hold the position of an offi- cet anda gentleman. In the name of the sovereign lady whose subjects you are paid to defend, I com- mand you to take me from this house.’’ Haynes looked at hera moment in silence, his eyes gloating over her presence there. Then he said, calmly: ‘Ves, I will do so.” Queenie clasped her hands ecstatically, with an ex- clamuation of joy and g.atitude. But her happiness was destined to be shortlived. ‘‘In the morning,’’ added Haynes, just as quietly as he had spoken before, Eomicbooks co