The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard:|
splatter and tinkle of falling glass. The Adventurer was astride
the window sill now, his face deliberately and unmistakably in view.
"A foot too high, and a bit to the right!" said the Adventurer
debonairly - and the window sill was empty.
Rhoda Gray stole silently through the doorway behind her. She could
hear the millionaire and his companion, the butler, probably, rush
across the library to the window. As she gained the pantry, she
heard another shot. Tight-lipped, using her flashlight, she ran
through the kitchen. In a moment more, she was standing at the
garage door, listening, peering furtively outside. The street
itself was empty; there were shouts, though, from the direction of