That is an odd thing to remember, but I was looking for something to wipe it up with when I heard their voices upstairs." "You heard them both ?" "Yes--quarrelling--and about me! The first thing I heard was my own name.

Then the man came running down.

But I never tried to get away.

The doors were all open.

I had heard something else, and I waited to tell him what a liar he was! But I turned out the lights, so that she should not hear the outcry, and sure enough he shut both doors behind him (you would notice there were two) before he turned them on again.