"The rogue is gone out," said he; and straightway makes for my red box where I keep my love-letters, my glass eye which I used to wear, my favourite lucky dice with which I threw the thirteen mains at Prague; my two sets of Paris teeth, and my other private matters that you know of.
'He first tried a bunch of keys, but none of them would fit the little English lock.

Then my gentleman takes out of his pocket a chisel and hammer, and falls to work like a professional burglar, actually bursting open my little box! 'Now was my time to act.

I advance towards him armed with an immense water-jug.

I come noiselessly up to him just as he had broken the box, and with all my might I deal him such a blow over the head as smashes the water-jug to atoms, and sends my captain with a snort lifeless to the ground.

I thought I had killed him.
'Then I ring all the bells in the house; and shout and swear and scream, "Thieves!--thieves!--landlord!--murder!--fire!" until the whole household come tumbling up the stairs.