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Sergeant Masson stopped at a small house in a quiet street and mounted to the third floor. There he hesitated. The wife of the chief was known for her sharp temper. However, there was nothing to be done but ring, and this he did in a timid manner. In a few moments he heard the door-chain withdrawn, and a woman's voice cried: "Who is there?" "It is I, Madame, Sergeant Masson."
"Here's a window-opener." "Good boy!" said Haggerty, as a teacher would have commended a bright pupil. "And a door-chain lifter. Nothing lacking. Did he hit you with these?" "Ye-up." "What are these regular keys for?" "One o' them unlocks a door." Haggerty smoked luxuriously. Forbes eyed the ordinary keys with more interest than the burglarious ones.
'I'll just step round there, said Toby, picking up his hat and rising. As he was manoeuvring the door-chain, Priscilla said 'You're forgetting your umbrella, Tobias. 'No, he answered. 'I hanna' forgotten it. I'm coming back. Their eyes met, charged with meaning. 'That'll be all right, she said. 'Well, well! 'Aye! And he stepped round to Ned Walklate's.
His gray face went a shade grayer, and he cleared his throat nervously, with the tips of his thin fingers at his month. He heard the rattling of the door-chain, but it seemed rather as if it were being put up than taken down, and this suspicion was confirmed when it was opened with a little jar and stopped short at the confines of the chain. Rachel's face looked round the edge of the door.
There was but one the one that had been present when Uncle Mo was adjusting that door-chain. Its career had been cut short prematurely. For a boy had climbed up over the end wall of those gardens acrost the Court, right opposite to where it growed; and had all but cut through the stem, when he was cotched in the very act by Michael Ragstroar.
I I did my son say I was rich? I am very, very poor nothing in the house, or I should have been robbed long ago!" "Your son told me to bring money, not to ask for it!" "Ask for it! No; but," added the old man, and a gleam of cunning intelligence shot over his face, "but he had got into a bad set. Ask! No! Put up the door-chain, Mrs. Boxer!"
I I did my son say I was rich? I am very, very poor nothing in the house, or I should have been robbed long ago!" "Your son told me to bring money, not to ask for it!" "Ask for it! No; but," added the old man, and a gleam of cunning intelligence shot over his face, "but he had got into a bad set. Ask! No! Put up the door-chain, Mrs. Boxer!"
Their effect would be scarcely distinguishable from that of the primeval forests, but for the Klem stragglers; these may be dimly observed, when the heavy shadows fall, flitting to and fro, putting up the door-chain, taking in the pint of beer, lowering like phantoms at the dark parlour windows, or secretly consorting underground with the dust- bin and the water-cistern.
She heard a swift step up the steps, across the porch, the rattle of the door-chain, her father's quick call, then the rumble of two men's voices, and she knew as well what had happened as though she had heard every word they uttered.
My mother hurried out into the hall; I made my best speed after her, and found her hastily undoing the door-chain as she recognised the measured, courteous voice of old Mr. Fordyce.
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