As each door was opened they expected to find him, probably foully murdered; as each door was closed again they breathed with relief.
And as time went on and the silence and peace remained unbroken, the conviction grew on them that the Bat had in this manner achieved his object and departed; had done his work, signed it after his usual fashion, and gone.
And thus were matters when Miss Cornelia, happening on the attic staircase with Lizzie at her heels, decided to look about her up there.
And went up..