“Well?” said I, as we stood together inside Pyecraft's piece of the
landing.
“'E said you was to come in if you came,” she said, and regarded me,
making no motion to show me anywhere. And then, confidentially, “'E's
locked in, sir.”
“Locked in?”
“Locked himself in yesterday morning and 'asn't let any one in since,
sir. And ever and again SWEARING. Oh, my!”