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It was twelve o'clock on a blustery winter night and Dr. James McDill / was where a married man of forty ought to be at such an hour in that / season, sleeping soundly by the side of his beloved wife. But his wife / was not sleeping. At the stroke of the hour, she had suddenly awoke / from refreshing slumber and become aware of sounds as of persons / moving softly about the room, and after a little, seeing against the / windows faintly illuminated by a distant street light, two dark / figures, she perceived her ears had not deceived her. Shaking her / husband unavailingly for a considerable time, in her terror she / finally cast discretion to the winds and shouted:
"Burglars, Jim, burglars!"