TOO easily satisfied! Jimmie Dale turned the key noiselessly in the lock.

He opened the door cautiously--half inch--an inch, there was no sound of footsteps now.

Occasionally a lodger moved about on the floor above; occasionally from somewhere in the tenement came the murmur of voices as from behind closed door--that was all.

All else was silence and darkness now.
The door, on its well-oiled hinges, swung wide open.

Jimmie Dale thrust out his head into the hall--and something fell upon the threshold with a little thud--but for a moment Jimmie Dale did not move.