"I Il lock this fierce little person up in the bathroom." Pritchard carried his prisoner out.

Tavernake leaned over the woman who was slowly coming back to consciousness.
"Tell me about it," she asked, hoarsely.

"Where is he ?" "Locked up in the bathroom," Tavernake answered.

"Pritchard is taking care of him.

He won't be able to get out." "You know who it was ?" she faltered.
"I do not," Tavernake replied.