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16 as if the window were open. I looked round and I saw that boy—in the room.

. In the room?

. I screamed. Just then Nana came back and she at once sprang at him. The boy leapt for the window. She pulled down the sash quickly, but was too late to catch him.

(who knows he would not have been too late). I thought so!

. Wait. The boy escaped, but his shadow had not time to get out; down came the window and cut it clean off.

(heavily). Mary, Mary, why didn’t you keep that shadow?

(scoring). I did. I rolled it up, George; and here it is.

(She produces it from a drawer. They unroll and examine the flimsy thing, which is not more material than a puff of smoke, and if let go would probably float into the ceiling without discolouring it. Yet it has human shape. As they nod their heads over it they present the most satisfying picture on earth,