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CHAPTER V. THE BURGLARY AT THE VICARAGE felt assured of this, she aroused the Rev. Mr. Bunting as quietly as possible. He did not strike a light, but putting on his spectacles, her dressing-gown and his bath slippers, he went out on the landing to listen. He heard quite distinctly a fumbling going on at his study desk downstairs, and then a violent sneeze. At that he returned to his bedroom, armed himself with the most obvious weapon, the poker, and descended the staircase as noiselessly as possible. Mrs. Bunting came out on the landing. The hour was about four, and the ultimate darkness of the night was past. There was a faint shimmer of light in the hall, but the study doorway yawned impenetrably black. Everything was still except the faint creaking of the stairs under Mr. Bunting’s tread, and the slight movements in the study. Then something snapped, the drawer was opened, and there was a rustle of papers. Then came an imprecation, and a match was struck and the study was flooded with yellow light. Mr. Bunting was now in the hall, and through the crack of the door he could see the desk and the open drawer and a candle burning on the desk. But the robber he could not see. He stood there in the hall undecided what to do, and Mrs. Bunting, her face white and intent, crept slowly downstairs after him. 48
CHAPTER V. THE BURGLARY AT THE VICARAGE One thing kept Mr. Bunting’s courage; the persuasion that this burglar was a resident in the village. They heard the chink of money, and realised that the robber had found the housekeeping reserve of gold–two pounds ten in half sovereigns altogether. At that sound Mr. Bunting was nerved to abrupt action. Gripping the poker firmly, he rushed into the room, closely followed by Mrs. Bunting. "Surrender!" cried Mr. Bunting, fiercely, and then stooped amazed. Apparently the room was perfectly empty. Yet their conviction that they had, that very moment, heard somebody moving in the room had amounted to a certainty. For half a minute, perhaps, they stood gaping, then Mrs. Bunting went across the room and looked behind the screen, while Mr. Bunting, by a kindred impulse, peered under the desk. Then Mrs. Bunting turned back the window-curtains, and Mr. Bunting looked up the chimney and probed it with the poker. Then Mrs. Bunting scrutinised the waste-paper basket and Mr. Bunting opened the lid of the coal-scuttle. Then they came to a stop and stood with eyes interrogating each other. "I could have sworn–" said Mr. Bunting. 49
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CHAPTER V. THE BURGLARY AT THE<br />
VICARAGE<br />
felt assured of this, she aroused the Rev. Mr. Bunting as<br />
quietly as possible. He did not strike a light, but putting<br />
on his spectacles, her dressing-gown and his bath slippers,<br />
he went out on the landing to listen. He heard quite<br />
distinctly a fumbling going on at his study desk downstairs,<br />
and then a violent sneeze.<br />
At that he returned to his bedroom, armed himself with<br />
the most obvious weapon, the poker, and descended the<br />
staircase as noiselessly as possible. Mrs. Bunting came<br />
out on the landing.<br />
<strong>The</strong> hour was about four, and the ultimate darkness of<br />
the night was past. <strong>The</strong>re was a faint shimmer of light<br />
in the hall, but the study doorway yawned impenetrably<br />
black. Everything was still except the faint creaking of<br />
the stairs under Mr. Bunting’s tread, and the slight movements<br />
in the study. <strong>The</strong>n something snapped, the drawer<br />
was opened, and there was a rustle of papers. <strong>The</strong>n came<br />
an imprecation, and a match was struck and the study<br />
was flooded with yellow light. Mr. Bunting was now in<br />
the hall, and through the crack of the door he could see<br />
the desk and the open drawer and a candle burning on<br />
the desk. But the robber he could not see. He stood there<br />
in the hall undecided what to do, and Mrs. Bunting, her<br />
face white and intent, crept slowly downstairs after him.<br />
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