Open, in the queen's name ?" "Sir Richard?
He is in bed, and be hanged to you.

No honest folk come at this hour of night." "Amyas!" shouted Sir Richard.

Amyas rode back.
"Burst that gate for me, while I hold your horse." Amyas leaped down, took up a rock from the roadside, such as Homer's heroes used to send at each other's heads, and in an instant the door was flat on the ground, and the serving-man on his back inside, while Sir Richard quietly entering over it, like Una into the hut, told the fellow to get up and hold his horse for him (which the clod, who knew well enough that terrible voice, did without further murmurs), and then strode straight to the front door.

It was already opened.

The household had been up and about all along, or the noise at the entry had aroused them.
Sir Richard knocked, however, at the open door; and, to his astonishment, his knock was answered by Mr.Leigh himself, fully dressed, and candle in hand.
"Sir Richard Grenville! What, sir! is this neighborly, not to say gentle, to break into my house in the dead of night ?" "I broke your outer door, sir, because I was refused entrance when I asked in the queen's name.