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She
remembered
a
quaint
little
intruder
who
had
made
his
way
into
the
attic
once
before
.
She
had
seen
him
that
very
afternoon
,
sitting
disconsolately
on
a
table
before
a
window
in
the
Indian
gentleman
's
house
.
"
Suppose
,
"
she
whispered
in
pleased
excitement
--
"
just
suppose
it
was
the
monkey
who
got
away
again
.
Oh
,
I
wish
it
was
!
"
She
climbed
on
a
chair
,
very
cautiously
raised
the
skylight
,
and
peeped
out
.
It
had
been
snowing
all
day
,
and
on
the
snow
,
quite
near
her
,
crouched
a
tiny
,
shivering
figure
,
whose
small
black
face
wrinkled
itself
piteously
at
sight
of
her
.
"
It
is
the
monkey
,
"
she
cried
out
.
"
He
has
crept
out
of
the
Lascar
's
attic
,
and
he
saw
the
light
.
"
Becky
ran
to
her
side
.
"
Are
you
going
to
let
him
in
,
miss
?
"
she
said
.
"
Yes
,
"
Sara
answered
joyfully
.
"
It
's
too
cold
for
monkeys
to
be
out
.
They
're
delicate
.
I
'll
coax
him
in
.
"
She
put
a
hand
out
delicately
,
speaking
in
a
coaxing
voice
--
as
she
spoke
to
the
sparrows
and
to
Melchisedec
--
as
if
she
were
some
friendly
little
animal
herself
.
"
Come
along
,
monkey
darling
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
wo
n't
hurt
you
.
"
He
knew
she
would
not
hurt
him
.
He
knew
it
before
she
laid
her
soft
,
caressing
little
paw
on
him
and
drew
him
towards
her
.
He
had
felt
human
love
in
the
slim
brown
hands
of
Ram
Dass
,
and
he
felt
it
in
hers
.
He
let
her
lift
him
through
the
skylight
,
and
when
he
found
himself
in
her
arms
he
cuddled
up
to
her
breast
and
looked
up
into
her
face
.
