"But, perhaps, he has not got beyond the room above.

It's as strong, if not stronger, than this.

I'll see." So saying, he scrambled over the rubbish, and got into the chimney.

But though the breach was large enough to admit him below, he could not squeeze his bulky person through the aperture into the Red Room.
"I believe he's gone," he said, returning to Jonathan.

"The door's open, and the room empty." "You believe--you _know_ it," replied Jonathan, fixing one of his sternest and most searching glances upon him.