A carriage in those parts at this time of night could not fail to arouse general attention. Who would risk leaving the town, to encounter the ruts and holes of such a street? Who? and for what purpose?
All raised their heads and listened. In the silence of the night could be heard the grating of the wheels against the splashboards.
The carriage drew nearer. A coarse voice was heard asking—
"Well, where is it then?"
Another voice answered—
"It must be the house over there."
"I'm not going any farther!"
"They must be coming here!" exclaimed the captain.
An anxious murmur was heard: "The Police!" "In a carriage? You fools!" said Martianoff in a low voice.
Kouvalda rose and went towards the entrance gates.