The night was dark. And the house was dark. Dark and
silent. The two men ran toward it quietly, They slipped quickly through the dark
bushes which surrounded the house. They reached the porch, ran up the steps, and
knelt down, breathing heavily, in the dark shadows, They waited,
listening. Ten... twenty.., thirty seconds. With one of the
keys, the two first man opened the door. Silently, the two men entered the
house, closed the door behind them, and locked it. 1 Whispering they discussed the situation.
They wondered if they had awakened anyone in the house. 2 "Let’s have a look at this place.
Careful, Hy. I hope there isn’t anybody awake!" 3
And the soft rays of a flashlight swept the
room. 4 It was
a large room. A living room. Rugs, carefully rolled, lay piled on one
side. 5 The
furniture—chairs, tables, couches—was covered by sheets. Dust lay like a light
snow over everything.