ddenly lurched against the door. In
spite of her it yielded, and although she braced herself with all
her strength, his weight against it caused it to give way. It was a
suspicious, crafty Rudolph who picked himself up and made a clutch at
her in the dark.

"You little liar," he said thickly. And struck a match. She cowered away
from him.

"I was going to run away, Rudolph," she cried. "He hasn't any business
locking me in, I won't stand for it."

"You've been out."

"No!"

"Out--after him!"

"Honest to God, Rudolph, no. I hate him. I don't ever want to see him
again."

He put a hand out into the darkness, and finding her, tried to draw her
to him. She struggled, and he released her. All at once she knew that he
was weak with fright. The bravado had died out of him. The face she had
touched was covered with a clammy sweat.

"I wish to God Herman would come."

"What d' you want with him?"

"Have you got any whisky?"

"You've had enough of that stuff."

Some one was walking along the street outside. She felt that he was
listening, crouched ready to run; but the steps went on.

"Look here, Anna," he said, when he had pulled himself together again.
"I'm going to get out of this. I'm going away."

"All right. You can go for all of me."

"D'you mean to say you've been asleep all night? You didn't hear
anything?"

"Hear what?"

He laughed.

"You'll know soon enough." Then he told her, hurriedly, that he was
going away. He'd come back to get her to promise to follow him. He
wasn't going to stay here and--

"And what?"

"And be drafted," he finished, rather lamely.

"Gus has a friend in a town on the Mexican border," he said. "He's got
maps of the country to Mexico City, and the Germans there fix you up all
right. I'll get rich down there and some day I'll send for you? What's
that?"

He darted to the window, faintly outlined by a distant street-lamp.
Three men were standing quietly outside the gate, and a fourth was
already in the garden, silently moving toward the house. She felt
Rudolph brush by her, and the trembling hand he laid on her arm.

"Now lie!" he whispered fiercely. "You haven't seen me. I haven't been
here to-night."

Then he was gone. She ran to the window. The other three men were coming
in, moving watchfully and slowly, and Rudolph was at Katie's window,
cursing. If she was a prisoner, so was Rudolph. He realized that
instantly, and she heard him breaking out the sash with a