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so long since I last hid there that there wasn’t
room enough for them. I was at my wits’ end.
Anv instant I expected Nils to whirl like a
teinpest into that room. I sprang into the
wine cellar and looked about with a frantic
glance. Only bare shelves, not a thing to bide
one’s self in. Oh, yes! There stood a meal
chest. I lifted the lid—the chest was empty.
Quick as a flash I jumped in and slammed the
lid down.
There I lay. It was pretty close quarters
but not so bad after all. Hurrah! What a
first-rate hiding place! No one had ever
be-fore thought of hiding liere.
I lay still, rejoicing over being so
wonder-fully well bidden. The minutes began to drag.
At last I heard Karen and Antoinette running
about and searching. Twiee they were in the
wine cellar.
“ No—there is nobody here,” they said. I
kept still as a mouse, of course. Now they had
found Peter and Karsten in the mangle box,
for there was a great uproar out there.
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