"Is there a cellar ?" "No, there's no cellar.

But that has not stopped our searching, and has not prevented the examining magistrate and his Registrar from studying the floor plank by plank, as if there had been a cellar under it." The reporter then reappeared.

His eyes were sparkling and his nostrils quivered.

He remained on his hands and knees.

He could not be better likened than to an admirable sporting dog on the scent of some unusual game.