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Updated: June 3, 2025
After that came a period such as the cabin had never seen before, and what with cutting, and fitting, and basting, and stitching, and numerous other wonderful and unknowable things, the male conspirators were more often banished the premises than not. At such times the Opera House opened its double storm-doors to them.
"I plum forgot that man I was to meet in the Tivoli. He's got some spoiled bacon he'll sell for a dollar an' a half a pound. We can feed it to the dogs an' save a dollar a day on each's board bill. So long." "So long," said Smoke. "I'm goin' to the cabin an' turn in." Hardly had Shorty left the place, when a fur-clad man entered through the double storm-doors.
They waited for the opening of the inner door and the shooting of the bolts in the storm-doors, but no sound came to their ears. Again the bell jangled,—how well she remembered the old-fashioned bell at the end of the hall!—and still no response from within. The two women looked at each other oddly. "Try the basement door," said Anne to the man.
"All couples promenade to the bar!" was the caller's last cry as the music stopped. And the couples were so promenading through the wide doorway into the main room the men in furs and moccasins, the women in soft fluffy dresses, silk stockings, and dancing-slippers when the double storm-doors were thrust open, and Smoke Bellew staggered wearily in. Eyes centered on him, and silence began to fall.
"We had about thirty seconds' warning," Mordkovitz reported, "and the Kragans in the hall bought us another sixty seconds. Of course, we all had our pistols...." "Hey! These storm-doors are wedged!" somebody discovered. "Those goddam geek servants ...!" "Yeah; kill any of them you catch," somebody else advised. "If we could have gotten these doors closed...."
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