The window is at least eight feet above the ground; none but a giant could reach it without a ladder.

Now, had any one used a ladder, there would not have been time to remove it; for, as soon as Rose cried out, I ran to the window, and, when I held out the light, I could see nothing." "I must have been deceived," said Rose.
"You may be sure, sister, it was only the wind," added Blanche.
"Then I beg pardon for having disturbed you, my good Dagobert." "Never mind!" replied the soldier musingly, "I am only sorry that Spoil sport is not come back.

He would have watched the window, and that would have quite tranquillized you.

But he no doubt scented the stable of his comrade, Jovial, and will have called in to bid him good-night on the road.

I have half a mind to go and fetch him." "Oh, no, Dagobert! do not leave us alone," cried the maidens; "we are too much afraid." "Well, the dog is not likely to remain away much longer, and I am sure we shall soon hear him scratching at the door, so we will continue our story," said Dagobert, as he again seated himself near the head of the bed, but this time with his face towards the window.
"Now the general was prisoner at Warsaw," continued he, "and in love with your mother, whom they wished to marry to another.