“I know where the housekeeper sleeps,” said Herbert. “I'll throw up a pebble at her window, and perhaps it will wake her up.”
He did as proposed. Mrs. Bickford, who was a light sleeper, heard, and went to the window.
“Who's there?” she asked.
“It is I, Mrs. Bickford,” said Herbert.
“What, Herbert? Shall I let you in?”
“No; I don't want to come in. All I want is my clothes. They are up in my trunk.”
“I'll go up and get them for you.”
She went upstairs and quickly returned with the clothes, which she let down from the window.
“Are you hungry, Herbert?” she asked. “Let me bring you something to eat.”
“No, thank you, Mrs. Bickford; I am stopping with Ralph the Ranger. He has kindly given me all the food I want.”