It was all lighted up within, but the door was locked.

The Governor knocked at the door, and on inquiry from inside "Who's there ?"--gave his name.

After some delay we were admitted into a sort of vestibule, beyond which was a large hall, and we could hear the suppressed voices of a multitude.

We were shown into a bar-room to the right, when the Governor asked to see Coleman.

The man left us, went into the main hall, and soon returned with Coleman, who was pale and agitated.