137
THE HAND OF PERIL
she suddenly linked his free hand through Kestner's locked arms. This left the incongruous pair linked together, arm in arm. Then the girl ran to the stair-head for a second time.
"F'r th' love o' Mike, get a move on!" she called impatiently back.… And when Wilsnach arrived, twelve minutes later, he found Kestner sitting on the bedroom window-sill, morosely chewing on an unlighted cigar and linked to an even more morose-looking burglar with a brow like a rat! And Wilsnach knew that for the third time they had failed.
