CHAPTER CVI.
MR. LUPIN FINDS HIMSELF IN AN AWKWARD PREDICAMENT.
Mrs. Oakley peeped into the vault, but she held herself in readiness to fly at a moment’s notice, and then she thought she could easily hide among the pews in the chapel. Nothing, she thought, could be very well easier than such a course. Could she not hide in the very pew that she had for a long time called her own? And then by watching Lupin, she should have the advantage of seeing in a moment when he had done his work, and there would then be little trouble in eluding him.
On tip-toe, Mrs. Oakley advanced to the half-opened door of the vault, and peeped in upon the man, who thought himself so very safe. The eye of heaven, he must have thought, saw him; but he would have staked his life forthwith upon the fact, that no hu
