"Put the hand-cuffs on, Waller," he said.

"If you've got a room that ain't easy to get at from the outside, Mrs.Stevens, I guess I'll have to ask yuh for the use of it." Mrs.Stevens had lived long in Valley County, and had learned how to meet emergencies.

"Put 'em right down cellar," she invited briskly.
"There's just the trap-door into it, and the windows ain't big enough for a cat to go through.

Mona, get a candle for Mr.Lauman." She turned to hurry the girl, and found Mona at her elbow with a light.
"That's the kind uh woman I like to have around," Lauman chuckled.

"Come on, boys; hustle down there if yuh want to see Glasgow again." Trembling, all their dare-devil courage sapped from them by the menace of Thurston's words, they stumbled down the steep stairs, and the darkness swallowed them.