rope ladder.

"Now pull," he said.

She pulled and pulled until the rope ladder reached her window and
then she fastened that to a hook under the sill and the first thing
that happened--just like lightning--was that Peter Piper ran up the
ladder and leaned over her window ledge.

"Will you marry me," he said. "I haven't anything to give you to
eat and I am as ragged as a scarecrow, but will you?"

[Transcriber's Note: See picture marry.jpg]

She clapped her little hands.

"I eat very little," she said. "And I would do without anything at
all, if I could live in your funny old shabby house."

"It is a ridiculous, tumbled-down old barn, isn't it?" he said.
"But every one of us is as nice as we can be. We are perfect
Turkish Delights. It's laughing that does it. Would you like to
come down the ladder and see what a jolly, shabby old hole the
place is?"

"Oh! do take me," said Lady Patsy.

So he helped her down the ladder and took her under the armchair
and into Racketty-Packetty House and Meg and Peg and Kilmanskeg
and Ridiklis and Gustibus all crowded round her and gave little