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The stairs were almost dark when Charles and his companion descended them. The rusted musket poised against the doorpost still indicated the supposed presence of a sentry. "Listen," said Charles, "I found him burrowing like a rat at a cellar-door in the courtyard. Perhaps he has got in." They listened, but could hear nothing. Charles led the way towards the courtyard.
Preston, sternly. "Then you 'd better make Emily hold her tongue," said Jerry. "Hush! do you hear me?" said Mr. Preston, with considerable excitement. Jerry undertook to mutter something more, when his father jumped up, and, taking him by the collar, led him to the cellar-door, and told him to go down and stay until he was sent for.
It was obvious to conclude that his disease was pestilential. This did not deter me from approaching and examining him more closely. He leaned his head against the wall; his eyes were shut, his hands clasped in each other, and his body seemed to be sustained in an upright position merely by the cellar-door against which he rested his left shoulder.
Scrooge then remembered to have heard that ghosts in haunted houses were described as dragging chains. The cellar-door flew open with a booming sound, and then he heard the noise much louder, on the floors below; then coming up the stairs; then coming straight towards his door. "It's humbug still!" said Scrooge. "I won't believe it."
So many a political reformer will tell you, and many a private reformer, too, who has gone among them with a heart tender with Christ's charity, and come out outraged, hardened. One rainy night, about eleven o'clock, a crowd of half-clothed women stopped outside of the cellar-door. They were going home from the cotton-mill.
This was done by Stubberud, by fixing the door-frame into the wall in an oblique position just like a cellar-door at home. Now the door could not stay open; it had to fall to. I was glad when I saw it finished; we were secured against an invasion of dogs. Four snow steps covered with boards led from the door down into the passage.
"I know what you mean by your monkeys and things; you want to get me away. It's not polite to tell hints, Norah; my mamma says so." But as Dotty began to see that she really was not wanted, she concluded to go, though she must have it seem that she went of her own accord, and not because of Norah's "hints." "Did you think it was a buggler, when I opened the cellar-door last night, Norah?"
She soon found out. The flame caught, and ran like lightning through the whole bundle. There was a great puff of fire and smoke, and poor Mrs. Dorcas' fine candle-wicks were gone. Ann screamed, and sprang down stairs. She barely escaped the whole blaze coming in her face. "What's that!" shrieked Mrs. Dorcas, rushing to the cellar-door.
Every luxury in this house! Just you wait a minute." He made for the cellar-door, and presently reappeared, somewhat dusty, with a bottle of beer in each paw and another under each arm, "Self-indulgent beggar you seem to be, Mole," he observed. "Deny yourself nothing. This is really the jolliest little place I ever was in. Now, wherever did you pick up those prints?
She pointed to a gesticulating mob which was turning the corner where the road led from the Symes Irrigation Project into town. "The dagos!" Dr. Harpe's voice was a whisper of fear. "They're on the prod," Nell Beecroft said briefly, and strode to the cellar-door. "Cache yourself!" She would have thrust Dr. Harpe down the stairway. "No no not there! I can't! I'd scream!"
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