A confident voice was doing some high talking in the taproom.
To the left was the closed door of the taproom, which now seemed to furnish all the noise.
Finally I arose and went into the corridor and peered into the taproom.
They went boldly into the taproom, and shut the door behind them.
He guessed that downstairs in the taproom someone had let the fire die.
This was not some nameless Indian or some river rat knifed in a taproom brawl.
The villagers were still grouped about the door to the taproom.
He stopped for an instant to absorb the rowdy racket from the taproom.
Carlos had crossed the room to a position from where he could look into the taproom.
A brief search showed that the place was empty, save for the dead in the taproom.