It was just one of the two poor old ladies next door.

They used to come up through this trap.

Where is Mrs.Packard ?" They were too speechless with wonder to answer me.

I had to reach up my arms twice before either of them would lend me a helping hand.

But when I was once up and Mr.Steele after me, the questions they asked came so thick and fast that I almost choked in my endeavor to answer them and to get away.