...
And in the hall a man was banging at a locked door, and shouting,
"Open the door, I say; open the door!"
"Hallo!" said Antony in amazement.
CHAPTER III
Two Men and a Body
Cayley looked round suddenly at the voice.
"Can I help?" said Antony politely.
"Something's happened," said Cayley. He was breathing quickly.
"I heard a shot--it sounded like a shot--I was in the library. A
loud bang--I didn't know what it was. And the door's locked."
He rattled the handle again, and shook it. "Open the door!" he
cried. "I say, Mark, what is it? Open the door!"
"But he must have locked the door on purpose," said Antony. "So
why should he open it just because you ask him to?"
Cayley looked at him in a bewildered way. Then he turned to the
door again. "We must break it in," he said, putting his shoulder
to it. "Help me."
"Isn't there a window?"
Cayley turned to him stupidly.
"Window? Window?"
"So much easier to break in a window," said Antony with a smile.
He looked very cool and collected, as he stood just inside the
hall, leaning on his stick, and thinking, no doubt, that a great
deal of fuss was being made about nothing.
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