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More than that, she got a staylace, and, creeping up to her lord, in great stealth tied the lace in a tight knot to one of his long locks of hair, attaching the other end of the lace to the bedpost; for, being tired herself now, she feared she might sleep heavily; and, if her husband should wake, this would be a delicate hint that she had discovered all.
When he opened the door of it, the first thing he saw was the string of his kite, which, strange to tell, so steady had been the wind, was still up in the air still tugging at the bedpost.
Never had he felt so keenly his utter defeat, and he was determined to put himself right. "I'd be a hell of a man if I couldn't make Brita happy here!" he said. He dealt the bedpost a last blow before getting up to go back to his work. "As sure as you're born it was Big Ingmar that sent old Kaisa here, in order to make me tale that trip to the city."
I took off my coat and hung it on the corner of the high bedpost of the narrow, little bed and hung my collar and cuffs on the floor; and then leaned out of the window indulging in a drowsy dream of sweet content. 'Twas a long, dusty ride from Dieppe, but who cares I was now settled, with rent paid for a week!
He made no more noise in his descent than he had made upon other similar occasions in his past life when he had practiced the gentle art of porch-climbing along Ashland Avenue and Washington Boulevard. Having gained the floor he pulled upon one end of the lariat until he had drawn it free of the bedpost above, when it fell into his waiting hands.
Now tie that blanket to the bedpost. No, it won't be long enough. You'll have to hold it for us, boys." I heard the change of guards below, and, giving directions to Wainwright, with funds to settle our account with the house, I blew out the lamp, quietly swung open the shutter and leaned over the sill. "Hold on to the blanket, boys. Follow me, Fitz," I whispered, and climbed out.
Then he starts groanin' and tossin'. 'It's beginnin', I sez to myself; 'I'd better light the candle so as to be ready. The minute I struck the match he jumps out o' bed like a madman, catches hold of the bedpost, and begins pullin' the bed across the room. 'What are you doin'? I sez. 'I'm pullin' the bed out o' the fire, he sez.
Now, here's a bedpost, exactly like the one in room 168, occupied by Mr. Greene at the Denton. Kirby, you're a powerful man. Can you break that knob off with one hand?" He wedged the post firmly in a chair for the trial. The bedpost resisted. "Could you do it with both hands?" he asked. "Probably, if I could get a hold. But there isn't surface enough for a good hold." "No, there isn't. But now."
He kicked his heels against the bedpost for awhile, but presently he grew ashamed of that, and contented himself with very noisily making ready for bed. Tode, when he rose, was in a softened mood, and as he blew out the light said: "I wish you knew how to pray, Jim. I do, honestly, it's so nice." "Praying and brandy bottles don't go together," answered his companion, shortly.
With a clash the first bullet came through the window and knocked a huge splinter off a bedpost. There were six shots without, and six bullets spattered in a small area opposite. "That's quite good shooting," said the Colonel. "Much better than I expected from such poor stuff." I told him what Jack had said about the mixed quality of Brocton's dragoons.
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