A window was opened and Shatov peeped out into the street.

It was terribly dark, and difficult to make out anything.

Shatov was peering out for some time, about a minute.
"Is that you ?" he asked suddenly.
"Yes," replied the uninvited guest.
Shatov slammed the window, went downstairs and opened the gate.

Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch stepped over the high sill, and without a word passed by him straight into Kirillov's lodge.
V There everything was unlocked and all the doors stood open.

The passage and the first two rooms were dark, but there was a light shining in the last, in which Kirillov lived and drank tea, and laughter and strange cries came from it.