"Go in there and lie down; pretend to be asleep.

If the judge does not inform them of your presence here it may never be suspected.

If he does I must cling to the old story." I caught her hands, and in the excitement she seemed scarcely aware of the act.
"You are willing to do this for me ?" "I don't know what I do it for," a little nervous laugh in her voice.
"When one once gets started into deceit there seems to be no end--but go quick! the officer is coming now." The room into which I was thrust was darkened by lowered shades, but the bookcases lining the walls proclaimed it a library.

A comfortable leather couch occupied the space between the two windows.

The door remained half an inch ajar, and, before I could close it, some one entered the dining-room.