It was too risky. Fatal, if he were discovered. But
servants were stupid. He could get the windows safely open while
they were crowding round the body. They wouldn't notice. He
could do it somehow.
And then Antony's sudden appearance! Here was a complication.
And Antony suggesting that they should try the window! Why, the
window was just what he wanted to avoid. No wonder he had seemed
dazed at first.
Ah, and here at last was the explanation why they had gone the
longest way round and yet run. It was Cayley's only chance of
getting a start on Antony, of getting to the windows first, of
working them open somehow before Antony caught him up. Even if
that were impossible, he must get there first, just to make sure.
Perhaps they were open. He must get away from Antony and see.
And if they were shut, hopelessly shut, then he must have a
moment to himself, a moment in which to think of some other plan,
and avoid the ruin which seemed so suddenly to be threatening.
So he had run. But Antony had kept up with him. They had broken
in the window together, and gone into the office.
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