A Daughter of Delilah — page 212: what you’re looking at

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RUN TO EARTH. | 203 little ahead of those who try to guard the public safety.’’ He took from the pocket of his coat a bag containing a . dozen ingenious contrivances made of wire, and tapped it significantly, then slid away like a shadow. Three—four—five minutes, and not a sound’ broke the intense silence. Suddenly a prelude was rippled over the keys of a piano, and then Queenie’s well-known voice fell upon the ears of the shuddering Edgar. Even now he had some difficulty in shaking off the witching infiuence of her presence! “She is singing!’ he whispered to Hawley, hoarsely. “Do you hear? Curse her! And that old man groveling at her feet!’’ | : “Let her sing!’’ hissed Hawkley, who had just returned to his companions. ‘‘Her squalling could not be more Op- portune. I have known the time when that voice and that song would have lured me to ruin; but now I could strangle the notes in her false, white throat. Follow me; every door is locked and barred, but an entrance can easily be effected by the wooden doors of the cellar in the rear of the house. Keep well in the shadow lest some one see us from one of: the windows. For years have I been waiting for this blessed moment!”’ They glided away, while the voice of the siren warbled like the notes of a happy bird. It was as sweet as the singing of angels in the celestial choir. It took but a few turns of Nathaniel Hawkley’s dexter- ous hands to unloosen the wooden bar that held down the doors of the cellar, and ‘the trio disappeared into the gloom below. The detective ignited a silent match, and advised the young men to take off their shoes, Gomicboo cS (E(o)