"Fire!"
"Where?" asked Dale.
"Forth Street, Holborn, sir!" cried the cabman. Again, for the third
time that night, the order was given to "get her out." While this was
being done, Baxmore took a leathern purse from the cupboard, and gave
the cabman a shilling for being first to "give the call."
As the men were already accoutred, the engine left the station on this
occasion in less than five minutes. The distance was short, so the pace
was full speed, and in an incredibly short space of time they drew up in
front of a large, handsome shop, from the first-floor windows of which
thick smoke and a few forked flames were issuing.