A little disc of
light touched here and there about the room, traveling very
swiftly, and in methodical circles. Satisfied by the survey,
Garson crossed to the hall door. He moved with alert assurance,
lithely balanced on the balls of his feet, noiselessly. At the
hall door he listened for any sound of life without, and found
none. The door into the passage that led to the store-room where
the detectives waited next engaged his business-like attention.
And here, again, there was naught to provoke his suspicion.
These preliminaries taken as measures of precaution, Garson went
boldly to the small table that stood behind the couch, turned the
button, and the soft glow of an electric lamp illumined the
apartment. The extinguished torch was thrust back into his
pocket. Afterward he carried one of the heavy chairs to the door
of the passage and propped it against the panel in such wise that
its fall must give warning as to the opening of the door. His
every action was performed with the maximum of speed, with no
least trace of flurry or of nervous haste.
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