The gun he placed in the corner of the room, close to his bed.
He did not know how long he had been asleep, when, all at once, he awoke suddenly. The moonlight was streaming into the room, and by the help of it he saw a villainous-looking face jammed against the pane of the window overlooking the shed.
“A burglar!” thought he, and sprang from the bed.
CHAPTER XIV.
ANDY IS BESIEGED.My readers will admit that to awaken from sleep, and see a man looking in at the window, is sufficient to startle a brave man. When it is added that the face bore the unmistakable mark of bad passions and a lawless life, it will be understood that Andy might well have been excused for momentary terror.
He was, however, partly prepared for the visit by the knowledge that there was money in the house, which h
