I leaned forward, and extended my hook to the branch; I felt I had secured it, and joyfully began to pull.

You know, papa, they bend, and don't break; but it remained immovable, as well as my hook, which was held by one of the laths of the roof.

I pulled with all my strength, and, in my efforts, I struck my foot against the roll of wire, which fell down to the ground without detaching the hook.

You may judge how firm it is, for it is no trifling leap from our house to the ground." "A good work, indeed, my boy," said I, "is yours, for it has saved us.
God has inspired you, and has made use of the hand of a child for our preservation.

Your conductor shall remain where you have so happily placed it; we may still have need of it.