"I am afraid it is impossible," she admitted. "Seems to me I have
heard that the lost key will not open a safe after a new key has
been supplied."
Helen rose slowly to her feet, stretching her cramped limbs
carefully as she did so, and sank down in the nearest chair. Her
attitude indicated dejection.
"Then we can't find the envelope," she muttered. "Hurry, Babs, and
close the outer door; father may return at any moment."
Barbara obeyed the injunction with such alacrity that the door,
concealing the space in the wall where stood the safe, flew to with
a bang and the twins jumped nervously.
"Take care!" exclaimed Helen sharply. "Do you wish to arouse the
household?"
"No danger of that." But Barbara glanced apprehensively about the
library in spite of her reassuring statement. "The servants are
either out or upstairs, and Margaret Brewster is writing letters
in our sitting room."
"Hadn't you better go upstairs and join her?" Helen suggested. "Do,
Babs," as her sister hesitated. "I cannot feel sure that she will
not interrupt us.
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