`` It is not Aladdin 's lamp , though I take it to be a token of as much luck . Look here , Tabby ! '' Tabitha took the parchment and held it close to her nose , which was saddled with a pair of iron-bound spectacles . But no sooner had she begun to puzzle over it than she burst into a chuckling laugh , holding both her hands against her sides . `` You ca n't make a fool of the old woman , '' cried she . `` This is your own handwriting , Mr. Peter , the same as in the letter you sent me from Mexico . '' `` There is certainly a considerable resemblance , '' said Peter , again examining the parchment . `` But you know yourself , Tabby , that this closet must have been plastered up before you came to the house or I came into the world . No ; this is old Peter Goldthwaite 's writing . These columns of pounds , shillings and pence are his figures , denoting the amount of the treasure , and this , at the bottom , is doubtless a reference to the place of concealment . But the ink has either faded or peeled off , so that it is absolutely illegible . What a pity ! '' `` Well , this lamp is as good as new . That 's some comfort , '' said Tabitha . `` A lamp ! '' thought Peter . `` That indicates light on my researches . '' For the present Peter felt more inclined to ponder on this discovery than to resume his labors . After Tabitha had gone down stairs he stood poring over the parchment at one of the front windows , which was so obscured with dust that the sun could barely throw an uncertain shadow of the casement across the floor . Peter forced it open and looked out upon the great street of the town , while the sun looked in at his old house .
The air , though mild , and even warm , thrilled XXXXX as with a dash of water .
Aladdin Goldthwaite Mexico Mr. Peter Tabby Tabitha casement labors pence