But you saved me the trouble, Dad.

Was I really breathing so loudly that you could hear me ?' The girl ended her strange recital, and there was a moment's silence in the cellar.

Racksole merely nodded an affirmative to her concluding question.
'Well, Nell, my girl,' said the millionaire at length, 'we are much obliged for your gymnastic efforts--very much obliged.

But now, I think you had better go off to bed.

There is going to be some serious trouble here, I'll lay my last dollar on that ?' 'But if there is to be a burglary I should so like to see it, Dad,' Nella pleaded.