He climbed over, approached the "ell," and looked in at the sitting-room window, for a light was burning there.

There sat Aunt Polly, Sid, Mary, and Joe Harper's mother, grouped together, talking.

They were by the bed, and the bed was between them and the door.

Tom went to the door and began to softly lift the latch; then he pressed gently and the door yielded a crack; he continued pushing cautiously, and quaking every time it creaked, till he judged he might squeeze through on his knees; so he put his head through and began, warily.
"What makes the candle blow so ?" said Aunt Polly.

Tom hurried up.
"Why, that door's open, I believe.