While on his way to the merchant"s counting-room he met the girl, Nancy, with a tin pail in her hand. The girl"s face lighted up when she saw him.
"So you got off the roof," she said. "I was so afraid you would fall."
"Thank you, Nancy," said Jasper. "Thanks to you I am out of prison."
"But how did you get off the roof?"
Jasper gave her an account of his midnight adventures.
"And now tell me," he said, "how does your uncle take my flight?"
"He"s awful mad about it," said the girl, shaking her head.
"What does he think? Does he suspect you?" asked Jasper, eagerly.
"He did at first, but he doesn"t now. He"s puzzled to know how you got away. And Jack, he"s mad, too."
"Jack, does he know it?"
"Yes; he came around to the house about eight o"clock. He was looking seedy, as if he"d been up all night. As near as I can find out, he failed in some job last night, and that made him cross."
"Very likely."
""Have you carried up that boy"s breakfast?" I heard him say.
""No," said my uncle.
""Then give it to me, and I"ll take it up; I want to talk to him."
"So Uncle Nathan made me get the breakfast ready. I gave it to him, and he went up. A minute after he roared down stairs:
""Where"s the boy? What have you done with him?"
"Uncle Nathan stared, and called out:
""Where"s your eyes, Jack? Can"t you see straight this morning?"
"Jack answered, as mad as could be:
""Come up here, you old fool, and see if your eyes are any better than mine!"
"Uncle went up the stairs, two at a time, and looked in the chamber, too.
""There, what do you say to that?" I heard Jack say.
""I"m dumfounded!" said Uncle Nathan; and then he called me."
"Were you frightened?" asked Jasper.
"A little," said the girl. "I was afraid I"d look guilty.
""Do you know anything about this?" asked my uncle, sternly.
""Good gracious! You don"t mean to say he"s gone?" I said, looking as much surprised as possible. "How did he get out?"
""That"s what I want to know," said Jack, and he looked suspiciously at Uncle Nathan and me.
""I"m as innocent as a new-born babe," said Uncle Nathan.
""Somebody must have let him out," said Jack.
""I guess he squeezed through the opening," said I.
""Maybe he did," said Uncle Nathan.
""Suppose he did, you"d see him or hear him. He couldn"t get out."
""He might have got out through the door in the night," said Uncle Nathan.
""Did you find the door unlocked?" asked Jack.
""Nancy was up first. How was it, Nancy?" asked my uncle.
""No; it was all right," said I.
"That puzzled them both. Then they thought of the roof, and went up. I was afraid they would find you there, but they didn"t. They seemed to think you couldn"t get away so, and they"re dreadfully puzzled to know how you did escape. I was afraid you"d fallen off, so I went outside to see if I could find any blood on the sidewalk, but I couldn"t, and I hoped you"d got into the next house."
"Your uncle didn"t think of that, did he?"
"No, nor Jack, either."
"Well, I"ve been lucky. I only hope they won"t suspect you."
"They will if they should see me talking to you in the street."
"Then we"d better separate. Good-morning, Nancy. I won"t forget the service you"ve done me."
"Good-morning, Jasper. I"m so glad you got away."
"I wish you were away, too, Nancy. It"s not a good place for you."
"I don"t think I shall stay long," said the girl. "I didn"t know uncle kept such company or I wouldn"t have come to his house. Some day I shall leave him, and then I shall go out to service."
"That would be better for you. I advise you to do it soon."
The two parted company, and Jasper proceeded at once to Mr. Fitch"s office.
"I wonder what he"ll think of me?" Jasper said to himself. "I promised to come back after carrying the money, and now it is four days late."