You may learn the whole secret there, and it would be the
worst luck in the world if you missed the chance; you mustn't. Come on."
"I seconds that motion," threw in Dollops, though in a somewhat forlorn
voice. "I kin just imagine what it must be like to be a ghost tied up in
a fambly vault, an' it fills me with a feelin' of sympathy for them
creeturs wot I never felt before. Like a blooming messlinoleum this is!"
"Mausoleum, you grammatical wonder!" responded Cleek, and even in his
anxiety he could not refrain from a laugh.
"Well, mausoleum or muskiloleum makes no difference to me, sir. What
I wants ter know is--'ow do we get out of this charmin' little country
seat? Try the trap-door, you ses. Right you are!"
He was up the rough steps like a shot, forgetful of the fact that, though
the door might be closed, there might also be others strolling along in
that secluded spot. Cleek came up now, behind him, and with a caution of
silence steadied himself upon the step below, and pressed his shoulder up
against the heavy door.
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