She came over
to Elizabeth, and whispered something to her. Elizabeth started forward,
unspeakable horror in her face.
She fled to the door where she had come in, but found it fastened. Then
she turned as if she had been brought to bay by a pack of lions.
CHAPTER X
PHILADELPHIA AT LAST
"Open this door!" she commanded. "Let me out of here at once."
The pale girl started to do so, but the pretty one held her back. "No,
Nellie; Madam will be angry with us all if you open that door." Then she
turned to Elizabeth, and said:
"Whoever enters that door never goes out again. You are nicely caught, my
dear."
There was a sting of bitterness and self-pity in the taunt at the end of
the words. Elizabeth felt it, as she seized her pistol from her belt, and
pointed it at the astonished group. They were not accustomed to girls with
pistols. "Open that door, or I will shoot you all!" she cried.
Then, as she heard some one descending the stairs, she rushed again into
the room where she remembered the windows were open. They were guarded by
wire screens; but she caught up a chair, and dashed it through one,
plunging out into the street in spite of detaining hands that reached for
her, hands much hindered by the gleam of the pistol and the fear that it
might go off in their midst.
It took but an instant to wrench the bridle from its fastening and mount
her horse; then she rode forward through the city at a pace that only
millionaires and automobiles are allowed to take.
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