She waited a long time before she realized that the telephone as well as the electric light was out of commission.
"Did _you_ cut all these wires ?" she demanded angrily.
"I?
What wires ?" She reached out and pressed the electric button which should have rung a bell in her maid's bedroom on the top floor.

She kept her finger on the button for ten minutes.

It was useless.
"You laid deliberate plans to rob this house," she said, her cheeks pink with indignation.

"I am not a bit sorry for you.

I shall _not_ let you go! I shall sit here until somebody comes to my assistance, if I have to sit here for weeks and weeks!" "If you'd let me telephone to my club--" he began.
"Your club! You are very plausible.