Andy was struck by an idea.
“May I take it into the house,” he asked, “and keep it in the chamber where I am to sleep?”
“I shouldn’t dare to have a gun in the house,” said Susan.
“But it isn’t loaded.”
“I think there is no objection,” said Sally, who was not quite so timid as her sister. “We are going to put you into the chamber over the sitting-room,” she added.
“All right!” said Andy.
“The money is in a little trunk under your bed. You won’t be afraid to have it there, will you?”
“I am never afraid of money,” said Andy, smiling.
Andy went to bed at an early hour—at about quarter after nine. It was the custom of the sisters to go to bed early, and he did not wish to interfere with their household arrangements.
The gun he placed in the corner of the room, close to his bed.