At last the matron said, "Well, I'll
go down once more and see if there is anything which I must attend
to; then I shall try to rest a little while Madison is sleeping.
Such experiences as we've had wear one out fast. I advise you, too,
my dear, to sleep when you can."
"Yes, aunt, I suppose you are right. So much may happen to-morrow."
Mrs. Whately soon retired, and Miss Lou, listening at her door a
moment, knew that she was sleeping. Then she returned to her own
room, blew out her candle, opened the window softly and waited for
Chunk. "Zany," she said, "sit in the dark there, and do not speak or
let Chunk know you are here, unless permitted."
Along the most secluded end of the house the piazza had not been
built, a small lean-to extension taking its place. An apartment was
thus formed which could be entered from without as well as from
within the dwelling, and here Mr. Baron maintained what was at once
a business office and a study. This extension was but one story
high, with a roof which sloped to rising ground beyond.
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