And here are my keys.

Lock my sitting-room, so they can't see any one's been living in it.

You can manage it without them seeing you.

And for heaven's sake, hurry!" Two minutes later these things were done, and Matilda, bonneted, was hurrying forward hand in hand with Mrs.De Peyster through the black hallway of the basement.

Behind them, descending the stairs from the butler's pantry, sounded the chatter and laughter of the larking honeymooners; and then from the kitchen came the surprised and exasperated call: "Hello, Matilda--See here, where the dickens are you ?" But at just that moment the twin, unbreathing figures in black slipped through the servants' door and noiselessly closed it behind them..