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Updated: May 21, 2025


It Was a very solitary little wooden house, which was only just built and not yet weather-boarded. In one of the little windows the shutters were not yet closed, and there was a candle standing on the window-ledge, evidently as a signal to the late guest who was expected that night.

He often talked to the stars, but very softly and wonderingly, and somehow he could never find any answers that suited him; but to-night, as the breeze made a low soft music come from his wind harp, filling him with delight, it seemed to him that a voice was accompanying the melody, and that the stars had something to do with it; for, as he gazed, he saw a troop of little beings with gauzy wings fluttering over the window-ledge, and upon the brow of each twinkled a tiny star, and the leading one of all this bevy of wee people sang: "Come from afar, Here we are! here we are!

He sat down on the broad window-ledge, still sipping his whiskey and milk, as he looked at her. She was very good to see. Presently she had to cross a little plot of grass. The dew was still on it. She gathered up her skirts and tip-toed quickly across it. The action was attractive enough, for she had a lithe smoothness of motion. Suddenly he uttered an exclamation of surprise.

Summoning all his courage and assurance, the boy stepped briskly to this outside opening, and, leaning his arms jauntily on the window-ledge, said, "See here, cap, I owe you for a pack of cards." "Yep," replied the barkeeper, holding a bottle between his eye and the light, and measuring its contents. This was not encouraging.

Above him was the window of the upper story. He lifted up his hands. They could reach the window-ledge. He put his long, keen knife between his teeth, and caught at the upper window-ledge. Exerting all his strength, he raised himself up so high that he could fling one elbow over. For a moment he hung thus, and waited to take breath and listen. There was a rush below.

He understood the use of tools, and he now hastily selected such as he needed. On the window-ledge stood a bunch of flowers which he had ordered for Paula the day before, and which he had forgotten to fetch this terrible morning. With this in one hand, and the tools in the breast of his robe he hastened upstairs.

And Dickie lifted the latch of smooth, brown, sun-warmed iron, and went up the brick path, as the old man slowly turned himself about in the chair. "Yonder's the well," he said; "draw up a bucket, if thy leg'll let thee, poor little chap!" "I draws water with my arms, not my legs," said Dickie cheerfully. "There's a blue mug in the wash-house window-ledge," said the old man.

Placing her handkerchief on the window-ledge, she rose briskly. "I really must go and change my shoes," she said in quite a different tone. "These slippers seem to er pinch a bit." If they really did pinch, there was no sign of it as she crossed the room and disappeared through a door at the farther end.

"I forgathered with a Man o' Peace the nicht on the hill, and I wush I just saw him again." As the Laird spoke the window of the chamber was lit up from without, and the Man of Peace appeared sitting on the window-ledge in his daisy-lined cloak, his feet hanging down into the room, the silver shoes glittering as they dangled. "I'm here, Brockburn!" he cried.

On the window-ledge was a peculiar little instrument that looked like a miniature field- gun with an elaborate system of springs and levers to break the recoil. Craig had turned from it so suddenly that he actually ran full tilt into us. "Come on," he cried breathlessly, bolting from the room, and seizing Dr. Lith by the arm as he did so. "Dr. Lith, the keys to the museum, quick!

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