The windows reached down to the floor.

He tried one of them, and found that it was not fastened.

He carefully raised the sash and entered.
Tom was determined to put himself upon his impudence on the present occasion; but he satisfied himself that his revolver was in condition for instant use before he proceeded any farther.

Passing from the front room to an apartment in the rear, he found a lamp and matches, and concluded that he would have some light on the subject, which was duly obtained.
Leaving this room, he entered another, which proved to be the kitchen.

A patient search revealed to him the lurking place of a cold roast chicken, some fried bacon, bread, and crackers.
Placing these things on the table, he seated himself to partake of the feast which the forethought of the occupants had provided for him.