"Let me in." Then the shutter was cautiously unfastened and opened a little and in the dim starlight Goddard recognised his wife's pale face.

Her hand went out to him, with something in it.
"There is the money," she whispered.

"Go as quickly as you can.

They are looking for you--there are orders out to arrest you." Goddard seized her fingers and took the money.

She would have withdrawn her hand but he held it firmly.
"Who told you that they were after me ?" he asked in a fierce whisper.
"Mr.Juxon--let me go." "Mr.Juxon!" The convict uttered a rough oath.