Ain't that a bell handle on your side of the door, Emily?
Give it a pull, for mercy sakes!" "But, Auntie--" "Give it a pull, I tell you! I don't know who lives here and I don't care.

If 'twas the President of the United States he'd have to turn out and let us in this night.

Here, let me do it!" She gave the glass knob a sharp jerk.

From within sounded the jingle of an old-fashioned spring bell.
"There!" she exclaimed, "I guess they'll hear that.

Anyway, I'll give 'em one more for good measure." She jerked the bell again.