The coal dust was pretty well wiped off by that time, but we held a light close to the carpet and got the signs of it." "And where did it lead ?" "Right to this room!" Ronicky stepped from among the smooth silks and pressed close to the door of the closet, his hand on the knob.

The time had almost come for one desperate attempt to escape, and he was ready to shoot to kill.
A moment of pause had come, a pause which, in the imagination of Ronicky, was filled with the approach of both the men toward the door of the closet.
Then the man of the sneer said: "That's a likely story!" "I can show you the tracks." "H'm! You fool, they simply grew dim when they got to this door.

I've been here for some time.

Go back and tell them to hunt some more.

Go up to the attic and search there.