It was like another sort of life, this new arrangement of stealing about the house in the silent hours before daybreak.

Susy thought she should like to sit up all night, and sleep all day, if the mayor would only hush the streets; it would be so odd! "O, how dark the clouds are!" said Prudy, peeping out of the window; "it _fogs_ so I can't see a single thing.

Susy, I'm going to keep _at watch_ of the sky.

Don't you s'pose, though, 'twill be Christmas all the same, if there's a snow storm ?" "There's been snow," said Susy, "all in the night.

Look down at the pavement.