and she was happier for the thought. She was reading one of her new books to Becky just before they went to their respective beds, when her attention was attracted by a sound at the skylight. When she looked up from her page she saw that Becky had heard the sound also, as she had turned her head to look and was listening rather nervously.
“Something’s there, miss,” she whispered.
“Yes,” said Sara, slowly. “It sounds—rather like a cat—trying to get in.”
and she was happier for the thought. She was reading one of her new books to Becky just before they went to their respective beds, when her attention was attracted by a sound at the skylight. When she looked up from her page she saw that Becky had heard the sound also, as she had turned her head to look and was listening rather nervously.
“Something’s there, miss,” she whispered.
“Yes,” said Sara, slowly. “It sounds—rather like a cat—trying to get in.”
