"We've taken lip enough from you, kid.

Your day's over.

Go up and see what the chief has to say, but you ain't going through this door unless you walk over me." "Those are orders ?" she asked, stepping back, with her heart turning cold.
"Think I'm doing this on my own hook ?" She turned slowly to the stairs.

With her hand on the balustrade she decided to try the effect of one personal appeal.

Nerving herself she whirled and ran to Harry Morgan.