Mrs.Barnes, I woke up at two o'clock this morning and--and I heard Medora snoring as plain as I ever heard anything." Thankful was strongly tempted to laugh, but the expression on Miss Timpson's face was so deadly serious that she refrained.
"Goodness!" she exclaimed.

"Is that all?
That's nothin'.

A night like last night, with the rain and the blinds and the wind--" "Hush! It wasn't the wind.

Don't you suppose I know?
I thought it was the wind or my imagination at first.

But I laid there and listened and I kept hearing it.