Hold your nose with your fingers and keep your mouth shut.

There it is, that black box in the corner." The conductor made a dive into the room, and came out with an ordinary black despatch-box.
The policeman seemed well provided with the materials for his burglarious purpose.

He selected a key from a jingling bunch, tried it; selected another; then a third, and the lid of the despatch-box was thrown back.

He took out a letter so exactly the duplicate of the one Jennie possessed that she clutched her own document to see if it were still in her pocket.

The Russian put the envelope between his knees and proceeded to lock the box.