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But his scolding doesn’t make much
difference. Our clambering up into the tower
cer-tainly can’t do the least harm to any one; so,
even after he has seolded us, the next time we
see him slinking along and squeezing himself
in through the church door (he never opens it
wider than just enough to push himself through
exactly like a little black mouse creeping
through a crack), we are right after him, you
mav be sure. Sometimes there will he ten or
twelve of us, without his knowing a thing
about it.
But once I got rather the worst of it when I
stole up to the church tower after Peter. It
was grewsome, I can tell you, for only think, I
got locked in the church! I have been up in the
tower since, just the same, only I don’t dåre to
go alone any more, though I wasn’t exactly
alone that time I’m telling you about, either;
I had my little brother, Karl, with me. But as
he was only a little bit of a fellow, he wasn’t
any help.
It was one Saturday afternoon. Everv
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