Nor was Beresford's arrival with the statement that the Unknown
was moving through the house below particularly comforting.
"He may be dazed, or he may not," he said. "Personally, this is
not a time to trust anybody."
Beresford knew nothing of what had just occurred, and now seeing
Bailey he favored him with an ugly glance.
"In the absence of Anderson, Bailey," he added, "I don't propose
to trust you too far. I'm making it my business from now on to
see that you don't try to get away. Get that?"
But Bailey heard him without particular resentment.
"All right," he said. "But I'll tell you this. Anderson is here
and has arrested the Doctor. Keep your eye on me, if you think
it's your duty, but don't talk to me as if I were a criminal. You
don't know that yet."
"The Doctor!" Beresford gasped.
But Miss Cornelia's keen ears had heard a sound outside and her
eyes were focused on the door.
"That doorknob is moving," she said in a hushed voice.
Beresford moved to the door and jerked it violently open.
The butler, Billy, almost pitched into the room.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
THE BAT STILL FLIES
He stepped back in the doorway, looked out, then turned to them
again.
"I come in, please?" he said pathetically, his hands quivering.
"I not like to stay in dark."
Miss Cornelia took pity on him.
"Come in, Billy, of course. What is it? Anything the matter?"
Billy glanced about nervously.
"Man with sore head.
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