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lies。 You've done all the business with 'er so far。 It's no use takin' the box unless we know the corpse is there； for all we know； Snatchum may 'ave taken it 'ome with 'im。'
‘Yes； I think that'll be the best way；' agreed Crass； after a moment's thought。
Nimrod and Sawkins accordingly took shelter in the doorway of an empty house； leaving the handcart at the kerb； while Crass went across the street and knocked at Philpot's door。 They saw it opened by an elderly woman holding a lighted candle in her hand； then Crass went inside and the door was shut。 In about a quarter of an hour he reappeared and； leaving the door partly open behind him； he came out and crossed over to where the others were waiting。 As he drew near they could see that he carried a piece of paper in his hand。
‘It's all right；' he said in a hoarse whisper as he came up。 I've got the stifficut。'
Misery took the paper eagerly and scanned it by the light of a match that Crass struck。 It was the certificate right enough； and with a sigh of relief Hunter put it into his note…book and stowed it safely away in the inner pocket of his coat； while Crass explained the result of his errand。
It appeared that the other member of the Society； accompanied by Snatchum； had called upon the old woman and had bluffed her into giving them the order for the funeral。 It was they who had put her up to getting the certificate from the Coroner … they had been careful to keep away from the inquest themselves so as not to arouse Hunter's or Crass's suspicions。
‘When they brought the body 'ome this afternoon；' Crass went on； ‘Snatchum tried to get the stifficut orf 'er； but she'd been thinkin' things over and she was a bit frightened 'cos she knowed she'd made arrangements with me； and she thought she'd better see me first； so she told 'im she'd give it to 'im on Thursday； that's the day as 'e was goin' to 'ave the funeral。'
‘He'll find he's a day too late；' said Misery； with a ghastly grin。 ‘We'll get the job done on Wednesday。'
‘She didn't want to give it to me； at first；' Crass concluded； ‘but I told 'er we'd see 'er right if old Snatchum tried to make 'er pay for the other coffin。'
‘I don't think he's likely to make much fuss about it；' said Hunter。 ‘He won't want everybody to know he was so anxious for the job。'
Crass and Sawkins pushed the handcart over to the other side of the road and then； lifting the coffin off； they carried it into the house； Nimrod going first。
The old woman was waiting for them with the candle at the end of the passage。
‘I shall be very glad when it's all over；' she said； as she led the way up the narrow stairs； closely followed by Hunter； who carried the tressels； Crass and Sawkins； bringing up the rear with the coffin。 ‘I shall be very glad when it's all over； for I'm sick and tired of answerin' the door to undertakers。 If there's been one 'ere since Friday there's been a dozen； all after the job； not to mention all the cards what's been put under the door； besides the one's what I've had give to me by different people。 I had a pair of boots bein' mended and the man took the trouble to bring 'em 'ome when they was finished … a thing 'e's never done before … just for an excuse to give me an undertaker's card。
‘Then the milkman brought one； and so did the baker； and the greengrocer give me another when I went in there on Saturday to buy some vegetables for Sunday dinner。'
Arrived at the top landing the old woman opened a door and entered a small and wretchedly furnished room。
Across the lower sash of the window hung a tattered piece of lace curtain。 The low ceiling was cracked and discoloured。
There was a rickety little wooden washstand； and along one side of the room a narrow bed covered with a ragged grey quilt； on which lay a bundle containing the clothes that the dead man was wearing at the time of the accident。
There was a little table in front of the window； with a small looking…glass upon it； and a cane…seated chair was placed by the bedside and the floor was covered with a faded piece of drab…coloured carpet of no perceptible pattern； worn into holes in several places。
In the middle of this dreary room； upon a pair of tressels； was the coffin containing Philpot's body。 Seen by the dim and flickering light of the candle； the aspect of this coffin； covered over with a white sheet； was terrible in its silent； pathetic solitude。
Hunter placed the pair of tressels he had been carrying against the wall； and the other two put the empty coffin on the floor by the side of the bed。 The old woman stood the candlestick on the mantelpiece； and withdrew； remarking that they would not need her assistance。 The three men then removed their overcoats and laid them on the end of the bed； and from the pocket of his Crass took out two large screwdrivers； one of which he handed to Hunter。 Sawkins held the candle while they unscrewed and took off the lid of the coffin they had brought with them： it was not quite empty； for they had brought a bag of tools inside it。
‘I think we shall be able to work better if we takes the other one orf the trussels and puts it on the floor；' remarked Crass。
‘Yes； I think so； too；' replied Hunter。
Crass took off the sheet and threw it on the bed； revealing the other coffin； which was very similar in appearance to the one they had brought with them； being of elms with the usual imitation brass furniture。 Hunter took hold of the head and Crass the foot and they lifted it off the tressels on to the floor。
‘'E's not very 'eavy； that's one good thing；' observed Hunter。
‘'E always was a very thin chap；' replied Crass。
The screws that held down the lid had been covered over with large…headed brass nails which had to be wrenched off before they could get at the screws； of which there were eight altogether。 It was evident from the appearance of the beads of these screws that they were old ones that had been used for some purpose before： they were rusty and of different sizes； some being rather larger or smaller； than they should have been。 They were screwed in so firmly that by the time they had drawn half of them out the two men were streaming with perspiration。 After a while Hunter took the candle from Sawkins and the latter had a try at the screws。
‘Anyone would think the dam' things had been there for a 'undred years；' remarked Hunter； savagely； as he wiped the sweat from his face and neck with his handkerchief。
Kneeling on the lid of the coffin and panting and grunting with the exertion； the other two continued to struggle with their task。 Suddenly Crass uttered an obscene curse； he had broken off one side of the head of the screw he was trying to turn and almost at the same instant a similar misfortune happened to Sawkins。
After this； Hunter again took a screwdriver himself； and when they got all the screws out with the exception of the two broken ones； Crass took a hammer and chisel out of the bag and proceeded to cut off what was left of the tops of the two that remained。 But even after this was done the two screws still held the lid on the coffin； and so they had to hammer the end of the blade of the chisel underneath and lever the lid up so t