“Oh, be quick !” implored poor Diana.

And then came the deeper voice: “Stand away, madam, we will burst the lock.”

She moved quickly aside, turning her attention once more to the duel by the window, as Andrew flung his shoulder against the stout wood. At the third blow the lock gave, the door flew wide, and Lord Andrew was precipitated into the room.

And the two by the window fought on unheeding, faster and faster.

“Well, I’m damned!” said Andrew, surveying them. He walked forward interestedly, and at the same moment caught sight of Jack’s face. He stared in amazement, and called to Richard.

“Good Lord! Here! Dick! Come here! Surely it’s⁠— who is that man?”