“I won’t fall. That is not what I am aiming to do, at least.”
“It is too reckless a thing to try,” cried Laura.
“Now, wait. Nobody will see us up here. If we have to stay all night some of the girls will be sick. You know that. Now, if I can once get to that wire, I know I can work my way down it to the roof.”
“You’ll slide—and cut your hands all to pieces.”
“No, I won’t. I’ve a pair of thick gloves in my pocket,” declared Eve. “I am going to try it, Mother Wit.”
“Oh, I don’t believe you had better!”
Eve slid back into the tower-room, Laura following her. The bigger girl slipped out of her coat and took off her hat immediately.
“Hullo!” said Bobby. “Don’t you want your slippers, too? You’re in for the night, are you?”
But Eve was finding her gloves and these she drew on. Even Nellie began to get interested then.
“What are you going to do now?” she cried.