It was fast.

Old West had come out of there before going out, and catch him ever leaving that door open! I say, Jan, one would think he kept skeletons there." "Is that all ?" asked Jan, alluding to the story.
"Wait a bit.

The fellow put his big fist upon the latch-key-hole--I think he must have been a feller of trees, I do--and his knee to the door, and he burst it open.

Burst it open, Jan! you never saw such strength." "I could burst any door open that I had a mind to," was the response of Jan.
"He burst it open," continued young Cheese, "and burst it against old West.

You should have seen 'em stare! They both stared.