He moistened his lips. "Go around to the other side and close the door. Be quiet about it, but close the door quickly."
She stared at him curiously and started to go inside.
He grabbed her arm. "Around, I said. Not through."
She shrugged and went around. In time he could see the other door close. Then she came back.
"What's inside?" she whispered, adopting his own attitude.
"Something I want you to see."
She peered in. "I can't see anything."
"It's out of the line of vision now, but it's still in there." He swung the door nearly shut. "Inside, fast. I'll show you."
Obediently she went in and he followed, closing the door behind him. She waited.
"The bird," he said. "I want you to verify that it is in here."