Where is the woman that cannot act a part?
Where is she who will not do it, and do it well, to save the man she loves?
Nature on these great occasions comes to the aid of the simplest of the sex, and teaches her to throw dust in Solomon's eyes.

The men had no sooner retired than Margaret stepped out of bed, and opened the long chest on which she had been lying down in her skirt and petticoat and stockings, and nightdress over all; and put the lid, bed-clothes and all, against the wall: then glided to the door and listened.

The footsteps died away through her father's room and down the stairs.
Now in that chest there was a peculiarity that it was almost impossible for a stranger to detect.

A part of the boarding of the room had been broken, and Gerard being applied to to make it look neater, and being short of materials, had ingeniously sawed away a space sufficient just to admit Margaret's soi-disant bed, and with the materials thus acquired he had repaired the whole room.

As for the bed or chest, it really rested on the rafters a foot below the boards.