CHAPTER XX.
A THIEF'S DISAPPOINTMENT.
Jack Garter, regardless of his plans respecting his guests, slept
through the night, and it was not till after the sun rose that he
opened his eyes. His wife was already up and moving about the room.
Jack stretched himself negligently, but all at once his purpose
flashed upon him.
"Bess, what time is it?" he demanded.
"Past six o'clock, as you can see by the sun."
"Curse it! what made me fall asleep?" ejaculated Jack, with an oath.
"Now it may be too late."
"How long have you been awake, Bess?" he asked.
"An hour or more."
"Why didn't you wake me up?" demanded Jack sharply.
"I didn't know you wanted me to," answered his wife. "Only yesterday
you swore at me for waking you up an hour later."
"Yesterday isn't to-day, and I had something to do," said Jack,
looking significantly upward.
"Didn't you attend to it last night?"
"No; curse my drowsiness! I fell asleep like a natural-born fool
that I was."
"How could I know that? I was asleep myself."
"You always have some excuse," said Jack, rather unreasonably. "Just
quit movin' round and makin' a noise. It may not be too late yet.
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