Teresa bolted upright. Her eyes were wide with alarm.
"Oh, no!" she cried. "It's my father! Quick, jump out the window."
Mark, equally alarmed, raced toward the window, then protested. "Are you crazy? I can't jump," he said; "We're on the thirteenth floor."
"For heaven's sake!" cried Teresa in exasperation, "This is no time to be superstitious!"