He stood still a moment, then knocked.

Drearily the knock resounded through the empty building.

Again was the signal for admission given, but no response greeted the anxious tympanums.
"Why in the name of twenty devils don't you open the door ?" and he shook it violently: still no answer.
"I swear I'll batter it down, and stretch you on it to boot, if you don't let me in.

Why do you keep me waiting?
I am too late already." "Nay, nay; restrain your impatience," said a voice behind him.
"By the saints, you are come in good time, Padre.

I had well-nigh made a soldier's entrance." "No need of violence, Senor.