noon
When only silence followed his echoing voice he hammered at the hardwood doors with the butt of his revolver and shouted , demanding to be a let out . He tried the iron gratings over the windows and found them firm in their places and too heavy-barred to be bent . In the end he gave over in high disgust and waited . Toward noon , while he was in his own room , pacing restlessly up and down , he heard a door slam . He ran to the bathroom and found that the door leading to Barlow 's former quarters was closed and locked . Someone was moving about just beyond the thick panel . He heard the homely sound of dishes on a tray and waited , his hand on the doorknob , meaning to push his way forward once the door was opened .