"Hush!" said Hortense.
They heard the swift patter of feet on the attic stairs and across the floor.
"Only Jeremiah," Hortense whispered disappointedly, peeping out of the crack in the door. But immediately after came the clatter of metal and a bright round figure ran up the ladder after Jeremiah and disappeared through the cupola window.
Hortense clapped her hands softly.
"I knew it!" she exclaimed, full of excitement.
"What did you know?" Andy asked.
"It's the Grater! The one that hangs in Aunt Esmerelda's kitchen."
"Let me see him!" cried Malay Kris.
On the roof above their heads, light footsteps pattered rhythmically.
"I do believe they're dancing!" Hortense said.