She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. "Help!—murder!—thieves!" screamed Mrs. No one spoke, and she was impelled to flounder on. A small voice greeted her, hissing. She remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. “I WILL be arrested! I WON’T go home!” the little old lady was screaming over and over again. “Number 13, please, cabman. Howsomdever, if you should reach t'other side, take an old feller's advice, and don't be foolhardy enough to venter back again.
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