"But, we'll soon see.
Give me the chisel, Blueskin." And, dexterously applying the implement, he forced open the lock.
They then entered the room, which was perfectly dark.
"This is strange," said Jack, under his breath.

"Sir Rowland must be gone.

And, yet, I don't know.

The key's in the lock, on the inner side.
Be on your guard." "I am so," replied Thames, who had followed him closely.
"Shall I fetch the light, Captain ?" whispered Blueskin.
"Yes," replied Jack.

"I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames, as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill.