It was fast closed, and no amount of shaking would move it.
"We're shut in," gasped Irene.

"Where's the porter?
He ought to be somewhere about with the key." The custodian, quite oblivious of the fact that anybody had been left inside the House of Pansa, was reading a newspaper and eating bread and garlic under his wooden shed farther down the street, where he would remain till the next guide came along with a party and requested admission.

So he did not hear, though the girls thumped and called and made a very considerable noise.

They were both horribly frightened.
"Shall we have to stay here all night ?" "I'd be scared to death." "Think of the spooks!" "Why the whole place must be simply _chock-full_ of ghosts after sunset." "Couldn't we jump from the wall ?" "I wish I'd never come.

Oh, I hate things B.C.! I shall have fits in a minute." Fortunately for Delia's nerves they were not kept long in durance vile.
Lorna very soon discovered the loss of her buddy, drew Miss Morley's attention to the matter, and the whole party hastened back to look for them.