Uncle! uncle! the house is really on fire, and we want the keys.

Let me in.' She knocked loudly at his door, and lifted up her voice to make him hear, and Stephen shouted; but there was no answer.

Without the keys of the massive locks it would not be possible to open the doors, and he had them in his own keeping; but he gave no heed to their calls, nor the vehement screams of the frightened servant.

Perhaps he had fallen into a fit; and they had no means of entering his chamber, so securely had he fastened himself in with his gold.

Stephen and Miss Anne gazed at one another in the dazzling and ominous light, but no words crossed their trembling lips.