The strange house : $b or, A moment's mistake

How it begins

It was a still night at the end of September, unusually mild for the time of year, and the boys were just in bed, having left their window thrown wide-open, so that every noise in the road came up distinctly. Conway, having just laid his head on his pillow, heard some one say in a clear, abrupt undertone— "I've got you!" followed by a scuffle, in which, now that Ned was quiet, holding his breath too, there were words exchanged of angry expostulation. The boys were out of bed in a trice, and were leaning out of the window breathlessly. "Not I! I've got you, now! I've been watching you for this half-hour." "Let go, I say! What do you want with me?