"Why, she's disappeared."
"Disappeared! What do you mean by that?"
"Darn me if I know. I only know this, that they keep their place bolted and barred, and they've muffled the bell, and there's no servant to be seen, and I can't find out any thing about them. And it's too almighty bad. Now isn't it?"
"It's deuced odd, too—queer, by Jove! I don't understand. Are you sure they're all locked up?"
"Course I am."
"And no servants?"
"Not a darned servant."
"Did you ask the concierge?"
"Course I did; and crossed his palm, too. But he didn't give me any satisfaction."
"What did he say?"