About 10 P.M.
He kept one eye on me , and I kept both eyes , not on him , but on his stumpy tail . If that tail should swing sidewise once I should feel I was winning ; but it did not swing . I got a book and put in time on that table till my legs were cramped and the fire burned low . About 10 P.M. it was chilly , and at half-past ten the fire was out . My Hallowe'en present got up , yawned and stretched , then walked under my bed , where he found a fur rug . By stepping lightly from the table to the dresser , and then on to the mantel-shelf , I also reached bed , and , very quietly undressing , got in without provoking any criticism from my master . I had not yet fallen asleep when I heard a slight scrambling and felt `` thump-thump '' on the bed , then over my feet and legs ; Snap evidently had found it too cool down below , and proposed to have the best my house afforded .