The next moment they threw the door to and went, as I saw by the passage of their light, into the room on the left of the hall.
Now was my time.

I could have hoped for, prayed for, expected no better fortune than this.

The door had rebounded slightly from the jamb, and stood open an inch or more.

In a second I pushed it from me gently, slid into the hall, and closed it behind me.
The door of the room on the left was wide open, and the light which shone through the doorway--otherwise the hall was dark--as well as the voices of the two men I had seen, warned me to be careful.

I stood, scarcely daring to breathe, and looked about me.