Instead, the window came down very deliberately. I heard a distinct click as the latch was turned.
I made my way back along the guttering and had not quite reached the second window when that too was drawn shut and locked. Briefly, I thought I saw a face at the window. Kid or just a chambermaid? Fearing that I might be trapped on the outside of the building, I hurried as fast as I dared, to be met by Chuzzlewit, strolling along the ledge with perfect ease and exploring a part of the house that was perhaps already familiar to him.
Showing how companionable he thought me, he rubbed himself against my legs, totally blocking my path! I tried to ease him along with my foot, panic beginning to rise as I heard another window close before me.
Chuzzlewit, eventually taking umbrage at my rebuff,
