She put her hand to her head.
"I must try to sleep if I can in this hideous place. Then to-morrow I may be able to think."
Locking the door, she drew the bureau against it; then she undressed and fell into bed. Her youth and exhaustion did the rest. She slept until morning.
CHAPTER VI
The Dwarf
"You, Pete," said his master, approaching the pump where the boy was performing his morning ablutions, "what was the noise I heard in Miss Melody's room last night?"
"Dunno," sullenly.
"Well, you'd better know. I'll skin you alive if anything happens to her."
"How—how could I help it if she jumps out the winder?"