“Why should you do that?” said the attorney; “sit still, I will
So he was on his feet in a moment, and out in the porch.
“Tell me when you have got hold of the door-latch,” said the
“I have hold of it now,” cried the attorney.
“Then you may hold the door, and the door you, and may you go
between wall and wall till day dawns.”
What a dance the attorney had that night! He had never had
such a waltz before, and he never wished to have such a dance
again. Sometimes he was in front of the door, and sometimes
the door was in front of him, and it went from one side of the
porch to the other, till the attorney was well-nigh beaten to
death. At first he began to a***e the Master-maid, and then
to beg and pray, but the door did not care for anything but keeping