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Although
scrupulously
whitewashed
it
had
become
somewhat
shaky
,
and
Anne
felt
rather
dubious
as
she
scrambled
up
from
the
vantage
point
of
a
keg
placed
on
a
box
.
“
I
’
m
afraid
it
won
’
t
bear
my
weight
,
”
she
said
as
she
gingerly
stepped
on
the
roof
.
“
Lean
on
the
window
sill
,
”
advised
Diana
,
and
Anne
accordingly
leaned
.
Much
to
her
delight
,
she
saw
,
as
she
peered
through
the
pane
,
a
willow
-
ware
platter
,
exactly
such
as
she
was
in
quest
of
,
on
the
shelf
in
front
of
the
window
.
So
much
she
saw
before
the
catastrophe
came
.
In
her
joy
Anne
forgot
the
precarious
nature
of
her
footing
,
incautiously
ceased
to
lean
on
the
window
sill
,
gave
an
impulsive
little
hop
of
pleasure
.
.
.
and
the
next
moment
she
had
crashed
through
the
roof
up
to
her
armpits
,
and
there
she
hung
,
quite
unable
to
extricate
herself
.
Diana
dashed
into
the
duck
house
and
,
seizing
her
unfortunate
friend
by
the
waist
,
tried
to
draw
her
down
.
“
Ow
.
.
.
don
’
t
,
”
shrieked
poor
Anne
.
“
There
are
some
long
splinters
sticking
into
me
.
See
if
you
can
put
something
under
my
feet
.
.
.
then
perhaps
I
can
draw
myself
up
.
”
Diana
hastily
dragged
in
the
previously
mentioned
keg
and
Anne
found
that
it
was
just
sufficiently
high
to
furnish
a
secure
resting
place
for
her
feet
.
But
she
could
not
release
herself
.
“
Could
I
pull
you
out
if
I
crawled
up
?
”
suggested
Diana
.
Anne
shook
her
head
hopelessly
.
“
No
.
.
.
the
splinters
hurt
too
badly
.
If
you
can
find
an
axe
you
might
chop
me
out
,
though
.
Oh
dear
,
I
do
really
begin
to
believe
that
I
was
born
under
an
ill
-
omened
star
.
”
Diana
searched
faithfully
but
no
axe
was
to
be
found
.
“
I
’
ll
have
to
go
for
help
,
”
she
said
,
returning
to
the
prisoner
.
