Then Felicity came flying down and called her mother.

Aunt Janet went up and presently came down again with a grim mouth.

She filled a large pan with warm water and carried it upstairs.

We dared ask her no questions, but when Felicity came down to wash the dishes we bombarded her.
"What on earth is the matter with Cecily ?" demanded Dan.

"Is she sick ?" "No, she isn't.