"He'll bark all the more."
"Jump down here, or they'll surely see you."
Vidal jumped down into the orchard. The dog, who must have been a moral animal and a defender of private property, continued his loud barking.
"But the deuce!" growled Vidal at his friends. "Haven't you finished yet?"
"There's nothing!"
The three returned to the rooms trembling; they seized a napkin and stuffed into it whatever they laid hands upon: a copper clock, a white metal candlestick, a broken electric bell, a mercury barometer, a magnet and a toy cannon.
Vidal climbed up the wall with the bundle.
"Here he is," he whispered in fright.
"Who?"
"The dog."