"Lowboy's It," said Hortense.
Lowboy shut his eyes and began to count. Hortense seized Andy by the hand and ran with him up the stairs.
"We'll hide in the attic," she whispered.
Up and up they ran, softly opened the door to the attic, and hid behind a trunk in the corner.
"They'll never find us," said Andy.
They lay quiet and heard nothing for a long time.
"Perhaps they've given up," said Andy.
"Ssh!" Hortense whispered.
Something was running very fast up the stairs. It did not stop at the top, but raced on to the ladder which reached to the cupola above. Hortense peeped out. On the sill of the open window above stood Jeremiah with arched back and swollen tail. His yellow eyes shone like lamps.
"Of all things!" said Hortense.