"Another time, it was on a Saturday night, I think, our neighbors went out for the evening, leaving their children with a babysitter, a cute little girl, about eighteen or eighteen years old. I went around to their backyard and watched her through a crack in the curtains as she sat in the living room watching TV. After about eighteen minutes I was about ready to give it up as a wasted effort when she seemed to look around and then get up. I could just see her as she walked down the hall into the master bedroom.
"Moving quickly, but quietly, I went around to the side of the house. I was in luck. The window was open, so it was a simple matter pulling the curtains an inch to the side so I would be able to see.
"Just then, the babysitter walked into view. I suppose she first went to make sur
