“Open, or I’ll break it open!”
“Go to the devil!” said the old man, and he slammed down the window again with great violence.
Alick could not but laugh secretly as Captain Jack walked up and down, cursing and swearing.
“Have you any keys?” said Alick.
“Yes; I never thought of that. I’ve got several skeleton keys in my pocket,”
“Let us stop a little while until the old man goes to bed, and then we can let ourselves in without making any disturbance. The night is dark, no one will perceive us.”
After a time, Captain Jack and his friend Alick tried the keys in the door, and were very happy to find that they could open it.
“Now the old rascal must look out for squalls,” said Jack; “we have got him at last.”
“Won’t he be surprised, though!”
“Yes, and no mistake—particularly when he finds out that I am an officer of the crown.”