Ten o'clock!
She was about to commence again the feverish unscrewing of the door
hinges, when she heard Rudolph's step on the stairs. She had only
time to get to the back of her room, beside the bed, when she heard
him try the knob.
"Anna?"
She let him call her again.
"Anna!"
"What is it?"
"You in bed?"
"Yes. Go away and let me alone. I've got a right to sleep, anyhow."
"I'm going out, but I'll be back in ten minutes. You try any tricks
and I'll get you. See?"
"You make me sick," she retorted.
She heard him turn and run lightly down the stairs. Only when she
heard the click of the gate did she dare to begin again at the door.
She got down-stairs easily, but she was still a prisoner. However,
she found the high little window into the coal-shed open, and crawled
through it, to stand listening. The street was quiet.
Once outside the yard she started to run. They would let her
telephone from the drug-store, even without money. She had no
money.
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