The
girl roused herself with an effort.
"I came to see Mr. Spencer."
"That is a likely story! Who let you in?"
"Mr. Spencer."
"Mr. Spencer is not in."
"But he did. I'm telling you the truth. Indeed I am. I rang the
bell, and he came to the door. I had something to tell him."
"What could you possibly have to tell my husband at this hour."
But Anna Klein did not answer. From far away there came a dull
report followed almost immediately by a second one. The windows
rattled, and the house seemed to rock rather gently on its
foundation. Then silence.
Anna Klein picked up her empty pocket-book from the table and looked
at it.
"I was too late," she said dully, and the next moment she was lying
at Natalie's feet.
CHAPTER XLII
It was not until dawn that the full extent of the disaster was
revealed. All night, by the flames from the sheds in the yard,
which were of wood and still burning, rescue parties had worked
frantically. Two of the long buildings, nearest to the fuse
department, had collapsed entirely.
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