"And I'll settle it properly.
Now--what's this ?" He indicated Dale--her face still and waxen--her breath coming so faintly she seemed hardly to breathe at all as Miss Cornelia and Bailey tried to revive her.
"She's coming to--" said Miss Cornelia triumphantly, as a first faint flush of color reappeared in the girl's cheeks.

"We found her shut in there, Mr.Anderson," the spinster added, pointing toward the gaping entrance of the Hidden Room.
A gleam crossed the detective's face.

He went up to examine the secret chamber.

As he did so, Doctor Wells, who had been inching surreptitiously toward the door, sought the opportunity of slipping out unobserved.
But Anderson was not to be caught napping again.

"Wells!" he barked.
The Doctor stopped and turned.
"Where were you when she was locked in this room ?" The Doctor's eyes sought the floor--the walls--wildly--for any possible loophole of escape.
"I didn't shut her in if that's what you mean!" he said defiantly.
"There was someone shut in there with her!" He gestured at the Hidden Room.