that keg! Well, it's full of powder, and powder's too
sca'se an article these days to leave a candle in the same room with
it."

"But we can't see to eat," pleaded Anne. "We'll be real careful; we
won't go near the corner."

For a moment the man hesitated; then he set the candle down on the chest
beside the basket.

"All right," he said. "I'll leave it; 'twon't burn more than an hour."
He looked down at Rose's tear-stained face, and added, "Ain't no cause
to cry about your father; he's had a good supper, and I ain't goin' to
hurt him."

"Oh, thank you!" and Rose looked up at him gratefully.

The door had hardly swung to before Anne whispered, "Rose, Rose, I must
get out of that window some way. You know I must. It's too small for
you, but I'm sure I could get through."

"Let's eat something before you think about that," suggested Rose, who
began to feel more hopeful now that she knew her father was safe, and
opened the big basket. The man had brought them a pitcher of cool water,
and the girls ate and drank heartily.

"Aunt Hetty would be surprised if she knew where we were eating these
lovely doughnuts," said Anne, holding up the delicately browned twisted
cruller.

"Anne, if we could push this chest under the window I could stand on it
and try to open the window and if I can open it, then I will lift you up
and you can crawl through," said Rose, biting into a chicken sandwich.

Anne nodded, watching the candle with anxious eyes, remembering that
their jailer had said that it would burn but an hour.

"Now, Anne," said Rose, after they had satisfied their hunger, and
closed the basket, "we must try to push the chest."

To their surprise it moved very easily, and they soon had it directly
under the window. Rose was on top of it in an instant, and Anne held the
candle as high as she could reach so that Rose could examine the
fastening.

"Why, Anne, it pushes right out," said Rose. "It's only hooked down.
Look!" and she pushed the heavy square outward. "But it doesn't go very
far out," she added. "I wonder if you can crawl through. I do believe
this shutter is shingled on the outside, so that nobody could tell there
was a window. Oh, Anne! Isn't this a dreadful place!" Rose peered
cautiously out of the open space. "Blow out the candle," she said
quickly, drawing back into the room. "He might be outside and see the
light."

Anne instantly obeyed.

"Now, Anne, dear," said Rose, "if you can get out what are