Besides, if I wait till the morning, Aunt Janet may find out that I left it there and she'd never let me wear it again.

No, I'm going for it now.

If you're afraid," added the Story Girl with delicate scorn, "of course you needn't come." Afraid! I'd show her! "Come on," I said.
We slipped out of the house noiselessly and found ourselves in the unutterable solemnity and strangeness of a dark night.

It was a new experience, and our hearts thrilled and our nerves tingled to the charm of it.

Never had we been abroad before at such an hour.