'Good-night!' I continued feverishly, hoping that he would still retire in time, and I have a chance to look out.

'I want to sleep.' 'Good,' he said, with a broad grin.

'But it is early yet, and you have plenty of time.' And then, at last, he slowly let down the trap-door, and I heard him chuckle as he went down the ladder.
Before he reached the bottom I was at the window.

The woman, whom I had seen, still stood below in the same place, and beside her was a man in a peasant's dress, holding a lanthorn.

But the man, the man I wanted to see, was no longer there.