"John. And no, that would be ridiculous," John said. "I tried to break a window." He descended the steps and pointed through the front parlor. "That one just there, with the curtains pulled back. Go on, see for yourself if you'd like." The poker in question rested on a piece of furniture, which one could assume, by the rough shape of its covering, to be a setee. "If it doesn't break, we'll know we're well and truly stuck here. If it does... Well, then, we can leave. Don't worry, I don't believe the owners are home to blame you for any damages."