“Open this door,” cried the same loud voice, and a heavy fist was applied to the panel.
“You can’t come in, I tell you,” cried one of the sentries angrily. “This room’s private.”
“You’d better tell them to open the door,” said the deputation. “They can’t touch you; we’re within the law. It’s a society meeting. Take your seat.”
“Open the door, then,” said Sim, reluctantly resuming his place, when, as the door was thrown back, in came Joe Banks, closely followed by Tom Podmore.
“Hooray, lads!” cried Sim, enthusiastically. “I always said as he would. It’s Joe Banks come to join us at last, along wi’ Tom Podmore.”
Volume Three—Chapter Three.
To Save Richard.
“Eve, my child,” said Mrs Glaire, “what is it? Tell me what this means.”