. Lasell leaves . into the dark hall, he wouldsurely jump out on me, too. Now, I could trace the foot steps of someone going around the house, stopping at eachwindow, fumbling at the locks. A little sigh ofrelief and satisfaction escaped me at the as-surance that here was one way at least, bywhich he could not get in. Then the ringingbegan again. All of a sudden, I sat up in bed. How ridic-ulous to let my imagination get the better ofme. No burglar would be polite or gentle-manly enough to inform us ahead of time, ofhis coming. Then with a start, I remem-bered what sound sleepers my mother and
. Lasell leaves . into the dark hall, he wouldsurely jump out on me, too. Now, I could trace the foot steps of someone going around the house, stopping at eachwindow, fumbling at the locks. A little sigh ofrelief and satisfaction escaped me at the as-surance that here was one way at least, bywhich he could not get in. Then the ringingbegan again. All of a sudden, I sat up in bed. How ridic-ulous to let my imagination get the better ofme. No burglar would be polite or gentle-manly enough to inform us ahead of time, ofhis coming. Then with a start, I remem-bered what sound sleepers my mother and aunt were. Someone evidently was anxious to getin, and I would have to be the one to letthat someone in, or at least, to find out whatwas the trouble. In the reaction from this new-born courage,I flung open my door, rushed wildly downstairs, threw open the front door and stoodfoolishly blinking at—not a burglar—not alunatic from East Islip—but Father andBrother, who had unexpectedly returned! —M.
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