There was earth on the large limb crossing Elnora's window.

He stood on it, holding the branch as had been done the night before, and looked into the room.

He could see very little, but he knew that if it had been dark outside and sufficiently light for Elnora to study inside he could have seen vividly.

He brought his face close to the netting, and he could see the bed with its head to the east, at its foot the table with the candles and the chair before it, and then he knew where the man had been who had heard Elnora's prayer.
Mrs.Comstock had followed around the corner and stood watching him.
"Do you think some slinking hulk was up there peekin' in at Elnora ?" she demanded indignantly.
"There is muck on the trunk, and plenty on the limb," said Sinton.
"Hadn't you better get a saw and let me take this branch off ?" "No, I hadn't," said Mrs.Comstock.

"First place, Elnora's climbed from that window on that limb all her life, and it's hers.