The double covering, which closed over the semi-globular lamp like an eyelid, kept every ray of light from penetrating into the compartment she occupied.
As Jennie turned to her espionage again, she heard a blow given to the door in Room A that made it chatter, then there was a sound of a heavy fall on the floor.

The door of Room B was flung open, the head of the first Russian was thrust in, and he spoke in his own language a single gruff word.

His assistant then turned the cock and shut off the gas from the cylinder.

The door of Room B was instantly shut again, and Jennie heard the rattle of the key as Room A was being unlocked.
Jennie jumped down from her perch, threw off her hat, and, with as little noise as possible, slid her door back an inch or two.

The conductor had unlocked the door of Room A, the tall Russian standing beside him saying in a whisper,-- "Never mind the man, he'll recover the moment you open the door and window; get the box.