"Don't you worry. We've done it. The only difficult part is over. Now that we've fixed the remains...."
"Will you please...!"
"Well, call him what you like. Now that we've fixed that guy the thing's simple. By the way, what did you do with him?"
"Flannery took him upstairs."
"Where to?"
"There's a room on the top floor. Must have been a nursery or something, I guess. Anyway, there's bars to the windows."
"How's the door?"
"Good solid oak. You've got to hand it to the guys who built these old English houses. They knew their groceries. When they spit on their hands and set to work to make a door, they made one. You couldn't push that door down, not if you was an elephant."
"Well, that's all right, then. Now, listen, Chimp. Here's the low-down. We...." She broke off. "What's that?"
"What's what?" asked Mr. Twist, starting violently.