She'd never get over it if
she heard I came to her house for refuge in a thunderstorm and couldn't
get in."
Luckily she did not have to go to the length of actual housebreaking.
The kitchen window went up quite easily. Rilla lifted Jims in and
scrambled through herself, just as the storm broke in good earnest.
"Oh, see all the little pieces of thunder," cried Jims in delight, as
the hail danced in after them. Rilla shut the window and with some
difficulty found and lighted a lamp. They were in a very snug little
kitchen. Opening off it on one side was a trim, nicely furnished
parlour, and on the other a pantry, which proved to be well stocked.
"I'm going to make myself at home," said Rilla. "I know that is just
what Hannah would want me to do. I'll get a little snack for Jims and
me, and then if the rain continues and nobody comes home I'll just go
upstairs to the spare room and go to bed. There is nothing like acting
sensibly in an emergency. If I had not been a goose when I saw Jims fall
off the train I'd have rushed back into the car and got some one to stop
it. Then I wouldn't have been in this scrape. Since I am in it I'll make
the best of it.
"This house," she added, looking around, "is fixed up much nicer than
when I was here before. Of course Hannah and Ted were just beginning
housekeeping then. But somehow I've had the idea that Ted hasn't been
very prosperous.
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