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know of it and talk of it forever. How f
right-fully embarrassing that would be!
No, no, I wouldn’t ring the belis. I’d rather
shout myself hoarse. So Karl and I screamed:
“ Open the door for us! Open the door, open
the door! ” But the storm outside roared and
howled louder than we could and no one heard
ns. We didn’t keep quiet an instant. We ran
back and forth screaming, and banging and
kicking on all the doors.
Suddenly I thought of the vestry. Like a
flash I darted in there. Oh! what a relief—
what a relief! The Windows here were low—
only a few feet above the gronnd; here it would
be easy enough to get out. I rushed to a
win-dow—but would you believe it! there wasn’t a
sign of a hook or a hinge! These Windows
hadn’t been opened in all the hundreds of vears
the church had stood. That’s the way people
built m old times.
Here I was right ncar the ground and vet
couldn’t get out. In my desperation I seized
an old book with a clasp that lav there, and
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