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She marched over to the door. She flung it open. The man started back.

He was holding an electric, torch. She could not see him, but to the

hovering ball of light she remarked, "Two men, friends of mine, are

below, by their car. You will go at once, or I'll call them. If you

think I am bluffing, go down and look. Good night!"