"Sandy, I don't believe there is any steamer."
"What!"
"I mean what I say. This looks to me like a trap."
"What, another one?"
"Hush! Listen to me. Just before I dropped off to sleep, I've a kind of a shadowy recollection of hearing that door being locked."
"And you didna investigate?"
"I'm ashamed to say I didn't. Not that it would have done any good, anyhow. I was too sleepy, I guess. But when I woke up, just now, I went over to the door, and——"
"It is locked."
"You're right. And it's stout and firm, too."
"Let's shout. It may be an accident."