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But at that , the school-teacher , having come home and found old Isaac sound asleep in her cozy corner , set up such a screaming for the police that our meeting broke up . Nor would Mr. Holcombe explain any further . Mr. Holcombe was up very early the next morning . I heard him moving around at five o'clock , and at six he banged at my door and demanded to know at what time the neighborhood rose : he had been up for an hour and there were no signs of life . He was more cheerful after he had had a cup of coffee , commented on Lida 's beauty , and said that Howell was a lucky chap . `` That is what worries me , Mr. Holcombe , '' I said . `` I am helping the affair along and -- what if it turns out badly ? ''