There was no key to be found; and concluding some one had been after Jupiter, she no longer delayed her intention of finding out what had occurred in that direction.

She found the key in the door, but every thing was silent.

With some caution she opened it, remembering Jupiter's last unexpected onset; when, looking round by the dim light, she perceived him seated opposite Aunt Peggy's big chest, evidently watching it.

On hearing the door open, though, he got up and raised his back, on the defensive.
Phillis, having an indefinable feeling that Bacchus was somehow or other connected with the said elevation, looked carefully round the room, but saw nothing.

Gradually the chest lid opened a little way, and a sepulchral voice, issuing from it, uttered in a low tone these words: "Phillis, gal, is that you ?" The cat looked ready to spring, and the chest lid suddenly closed again.
But while Phillis was recovering herself the lid was cautiously opened, and Bacchus's eyes glaring through the aperture.