Though them above knows how she got into this downstairs parlour.

But them cats--oh, take 'em away, take 'em away! I'll chuck the 'ole show--Oh, take 'em away.' 'Burglar,' said Jane, close behind him, and he started convulsively, and turned on her a blank face, whose pale lips trembled.

'I can't take those cats away.' 'Lor' lumme!' exclaimed the man; 'if 'ere ain't another on 'em.

Are you real, miss, or something I'll wake up from presently ?' 'I am quite real,' said Jane, relieved to find that a lisp was not needed to make the burglar understand her.

'And so,' she added, 'are the cats.' 'Then send for the police, send for the police, and I'll go quiet.