"I should love to see him, and tea is the one thing in the world I want to make me happy." Cecil de la Borne stood silent for a moment or two, looking steadfastly at the whitewashed cottage upon the island.

It seemed impossible, after all, to escape from Andrew! "The man lives there alone, I believe," he said.

"I don't suppose there is any one to get us tea.

He would only be embarrassed by our coming, and not know what to do." Jeanne smiled reflectively.
"I do not think," she said, "that it would be easy to embarrass Mr.
Andrew.

However, if you like we will put it off to another afternoon, on one condition." "Let me hear the condition at any rate," Cecil asked.
"That we go straight back, and that you show us that subterranean passage," Jeanne declared.
"Agreed!" Cecil answered.