A couple of strong nails at the sides of the board were sufficient, and then he led the way in.
“Now, Tom, take that ball of twine and the hammer, and go up to the top window, open it, and look out.”
The boy did not stop to say “What for?” but ran up-stairs, opened the window, and looked out, to find his uncle beneath with the long rod.
“Lower down the end of the string,” he cried; and this was done, Tom watching, and seeing it tied to the end of the rod where the brass nail stuck through.
“Haul up, Tom.”
The twine was tightened, and the end of the rod drawn up till Tom could take it in his hand.
“Now take away the string.”
This was done.
“Get your hammer.”
“It’s here on the window-sill, uncle.”