There they paused, sniffing about on all sides, and had then jumped up a few steps.
"And those stairs lead to Paula's room," observed Neforis with a shrug.
"But they were on a false scent," the officer eagerly added.

"The little toads might have thrown suspicion on an innocent person.

The curs immediately after rushed into the stables, and ran up and down like Satan after a lost soul.

The pack had soon pulled down the boy--the son of the freedman who came here from Damascus with the daughter of the great Thomas--and they went quite mad in his father's room: Heaven and earth! what a howling and barking and yelping.

They poked their noses into every old rag, and now we knew where the hole in the wine-skin was .-- I am sorry for the man.