"Besides, you've got the post of honour.

You guard the hall.

I'm to look after the drawing-rooms.
They're not likely to break in through the drawing-rooms.

And I shall lock the door between them and the hall." "No, no; you won't lock that door!" cried Firmin.
"But I certainly will," said Jean.

"You'd better come and get a gun." They went to the gun-room, Firmin still protesting against the locking of the door between the drawing-rooms and the hall.