cociously when she had spoken to him about how to tell what it was right to do, for him to think in that connection of his dissolute mother; but the fact that she had told him that made him think in that way about herself. Suppose he should take what Lampert would get for him and then, in some way, Mrs. Markyn should find it out. Would she think better or worse of a boy who had been getting things in that manner? It did not require reasoning to perceive that she would think less of the boy. The fact was instinctive and incontrovertible that she would feel sorry that she had kissed that boy and that she would unquestionably hate him.
If he had not been shut up in that room, he decided, he would simply have gone away. Then, if she found this out he could tell her that he had not had anything to do with it.
Peewee went to the window and looked out. A rope used for drying clothes ran through a pulley fastened to the sash. A boy—even a small boy—by standing on the window sill could reach the rope, and need merely lean upon it and he could step from the window
