He thought a while.
"Generaly," he said, "it hangs on a nail at the back entry.
But the chances are that Patten took it up to his room this
time, for safety, You'd know it if you saw it. It has some
buttons off sombody's batheing suit tied to it."
Here it was necessary to hide again, as father came
stocking out, calling me in an angry tone. But shortly
afterwards I was on my way to the Patten's house, on shaking
Knees. It was by now twilight, that beautiful period of Romanse,
although the dinner hour also. Through the dusk I sped, toward
what? I knew not.
The Pattens and the one-peace lady were at dinner, and
having a very good time, in spite of having locked a Guest in
the bath-house. Being used to servants and prowling around,
since at one time when younger I had a habit of taking things
from the pantrey, I was quickly able to see that the Key was not
in the entry. I therfore went around to the front Door and went
in, being prepared, if discovered, to say that somone was in
their bath-house and they ought to know it. But I was not heard
among their sounds of revelry, and was able to proceed upstairs,
which I did.
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