The old man of the house, pushing it open before him, appeared there with his fur cap in his hand and his cat at his heels.
"I warn't listening, Miss Flite," he said, "I was going to give a rap with my knuckles, only you're so quick!"
"Make your cat go down. Drive her away!" the old lady angrily exclaimed.
"Bah, bah! There ain't no danger, gentlefolks," said Mr. Krook, looking slowly and sharply from one to another until he had looked at all of us; "she'd never offer at the birds when I was here unless I told her to it."
"You will excuse my landlord," said the old lady with a dignified air. "M, quite M! What do you want, Krook, when I have company?"

The old man of the house, pushing it open, appeared there with his cat at his heels.
"I warn't listening, Miss Flite," he said, "I was going to give a rap, only you're so quick!"
"Make your cat go down!" the old lady angrily exclaimed.
"Bah, bah! There ain't no danger, gentlefolks," said Mr. Krook, looking slowly and sharply at each of us in turn; "she'd never go at the birds when I was here unless I told her to."
"You will excuse my landlord," said the old lady with a dignified air. "M, quite M! What do you want, Krook?"
