At this instant boots were heard on the stairs.
'It's all up,' said the man, desperately, 'this 'ere's a plant.

'ERE'S the police.' He made as if to open the window and leap from it.
'It's all right, I tell you,' whispered Jane, in anguish.

'I'll say you're a friend of mine, or the good clergyman called in, or my uncle, or ANYTHING--only do, do, do milk the cow.

Oh, DON'T go--oh--oh, thank goodness it's only the boys!' It was; and their entrance had awakened Anthea, who, with her brothers, now crowded through the doorway.

The man looked about him like a rat looks round a trap.
'This is a friend of mine,' said Jane; 'he's just called in, and he's going to milk the cow for us.