Chunk knew
that he could easily gain this roof, and from it that of the front
piazza also. When returning through the garden Aun' Jinkey had
whispered to him not to make the attempt to see Miss Lou until her
light was extinguished. Then she added the words that Mrs. Baron had
just spoken to her and hastened tremblingly to her own chimney-
corner. Chunk made a wide circle, approaching the house again at an
angle which would give him a view of Miss Lou's window, and watching
till it darkened. From the garden he had carried a small, light
ladder which he had used when pruning fruit-trees. He stole near the
extension warily, the shrubbery growing in that vicinity favoring
his effort, and the heavy pall of clouds obscuring almost entirely
the mild radiance of the moon.
Satisfied by a careful reconnoissance that no one was watching or
stirring at that end of the house, with the stealth and agility of a
cat he went from roof to roof and crawled to Miss Lou's window.
"Chunk," she whispered.
"Dat's me, mistis.
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