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And
she
went
down
the
area
steps
,
lugging
her
basket
and
finding
it
very
heavy
indeed
,
as
the
father
of
the
Large
Family
drove
quickly
on
his
way
to
the
station
to
take
the
train
which
was
to
carry
him
to
Moscow
,
where
he
was
to
make
his
best
efforts
to
search
for
the
lost
little
daughter
of
Captain
Crewe
.
On
this
very
afternoon
,
while
Sara
was
out
,
a
strange
thing
happened
in
the
attic
.
Only
Melchisedec
saw
and
heard
it
;
and
he
was
so
much
alarmed
and
mystified
that
he
scuttled
back
to
his
hole
and
hid
there
,
and
really
quaked
and
trembled
as
he
peeped
out
furtively
and
with
great
caution
to
watch
what
was
going
on
.
The
attic
had
been
very
still
all
the
day
after
Sara
had
left
it
in
the
early
morning
.
The
stillness
had
only
been
broken
by
the
pattering
of
the
rain
upon
the
slates
and
the
skylight
.
Melchisedec
had
,
in
fact
,
found
it
rather
dull
;
and
when
the
rain
ceased
to
patter
and
perfect
silence
reigned
,
he
decided
to
come
out
and
reconnoiter
,
though
experience
taught
him
that
Sara
would
not
return
for
some
time
.
He
had
been
rambling
and
sniffing
about
,
and
had
just
found
a
totally
unexpected
and
unexplained
crumb
left
from
his
last
meal
,
when
his
attention
was
attracted
by
a
sound
on
the
roof
.
He
stopped
to
listen
with
a
palpitating
heart
.
The
sound
suggested
that
something
was
moving
on
the
roof
.
It
was
approaching
the
skylight
;
it
reached
the
skylight
.
The
skylight
was
being
mysteriously
opened
.
A
dark
face
peered
into
the
attic
;
then
another
face
appeared
behind
it
,
and
both
looked
in
with
signs
of
caution
and
interest
.
Two
men
were
outside
on
the
roof
,
and
were
making
silent
preparations
to
enter
through
the
skylight
itself
.
One
was
Ram
Dass
and
the
other
was
a
young
man
who
was
the
Indian
gentleman
's
secretary
;
but
of
course
Melchisedec
did
not
know
this
.
He
only
knew
that
the
men
were
invading
the
silence
and
privacy
of
the
attic
;
and
as
the
one
with
the
dark
face
let
himself
down
through
the
aperture
with
such
lightness
and
dexterity
that
he
did
not
make
the
slightest
sound
,
Melchisedec
turned
tail
and
fled
precipitately
back
to
his
hole
.
He
was
frightened
to
death
.
He
had
ceased
to
be
timid
with
Sara
,
and
knew
she
would
never
throw
anything
but
crumbs
,
and
would
never
make
any
sound
other
than
the
soft
,
low
,
coaxing
whistling
;
but
strange
men
were
dangerous
things
to
remain
near
.
He
lay
close
and
flat
near
the
entrance
of
his
home
,
just
managing
to
peep
through
the
crack
with
a
bright
,
alarmed
eye
.
How
much
he
understood
of
the
talk
he
heard
I
am
not
in
the
least
able
to
say
;
but
,
even
if
he
had
understood
it
all
,
he
would
probably
have
remained
greatly
mystified
.
The
secretary
,
who
was
light
and
young
,
slipped
through
the
skylight
as
noiselessly
as
Ram
Dass
had
done
;
and
he
caught
a
last
glimpse
of
Melchisedec
's
vanishing
tail
.
"
Was
that
a
rat
?
"
he
asked
Ram
Dass
in
a
whisper
.
"
Yes
;
a
rat
,
Sahib
,
"
answered
Ram
Dass
,
also
whispering
.
"
There
are
many
in
the
walls
.
"
"
Ugh
!
"
exclaimed
the
young
man
.
"
It
is
a
wonder
the
child
is
not
terrified
of
them
.
"
Ram
Dass
made
a
gesture
with
his
hands
.
He
also
smiled
respectfully
.
He
was
in
this
place
as
the
intimate
exponent
of
Sara
,
though
she
had
only
spoken
to
him
once
.
"
The
child
is
the
little
friend
of
all
things
,
Sahib
,
"
he
answered
.
"
She
is
not
as
other
children
.
I
see
her
when
she
does
not
see
me
.
