We shall be seen." "Not if the street is empty," said Edgar, looking out of the window.
The street, as it chanced, was for the moment empty.

Edgar crossed the street and rapped quickly with certain pauses between the raps on the door of that deserted house into which Gaydon had watched men enter.

The door was opened.

"Follow me," said Edgar.

Gaydon followed him into a bare passage unswept and with discoloured walls.