the watchman made no reply, but turned the corner and was gone; yet robin seemed to hear the sound of drowsy laughter stealing along the solitary street. at that moment, also, a pleasant titter saluted him from the open window above his head; he looked up, and caught the sparkle of a saucy eye; a round arm beckoned to him, and next he heard light footsteps descending the staircase within. but robin, being of the household of a new england clergyman, was a good youth, as well as a shrewd one; so he resisted temptation, and fled away.