I was obliged to climb up to the fourth floor and met the scullion on my way, who guessed where I was going, and begged me not to go any farther as the place was taken.
“But,” said I, “you have just come out of it.”
“Yes, but I only went in and came out again.”
“Then I will wait till the coast is clear.”
“For goodness’ sake, sir, do not wait!”
“Ah, you rascal! I see what is going on. Well I will say nothing about it, but I must see her.”
“She won’t come out, for she heard your steps and shut herself in.”
“She knows me, does she?”
“Yes, and you know her.”
“All right, get along with you! I won’t say anything about it.”