Go in dad door, hif you pliz, Madjor.

You will heer 'im w'at he 'ave to say.

Mague you'sev de troub'.

Nod dad door--diz one." The Major laughed again and started toward the door indicated, but in an instant stopped.
"I can't go in theyre," he said.

"That's yer daughter's room." "_Oui, oui, mais!_" cried the other softly, but Mazaro's step was near.
"I'll just slip in heer," and the amused Shaughnessy tripped lightly to the closet door, drew it open in spite of a momentary resistance from within which he had no time to notice, stepped into a small recess full of shelves and bottles, shut the door, and stood face to face--the broad moonlight shining upon her through a small, high-grated opening on one side--with Pauline.