One of the servants, in what we may call private clothes, after some delay, drew back the bolts, and told him the astounding news;--The club was shut up! "Do you mean to say I can't come in?" said Sir Felix. The man certainly did mean to tell him so, for he opened the door no more than a foot, and stood in that narrow aperture. Mr. Vossner had gone away. There had been a meeting of the Committee, and the club was shut up. 
One of the servants eventually drew back the bolts, and told him the astounding news: Mr. Vossner had gone away; there had been a meeting of the Committee, and the club was shut.
