I jumped up and laid hold of my revolver, which was handy.

I always kept it beside me in case of a burglary.

Then I stole downstairs in slippers and pajamas to the passage,--oh, here." Garvington rose quickly.

"Come with me and see the place for yourself!" Inspector Darby put on his cap, and with his notebook still in his hand, followed the stout figure of his guide.

Garvington led him through the entrance hall and into a side-passage, which terminated in a narrow door.