"It's midnight, Margaret," he said.

"We must go"; and as he spoke Dick Hazlewood walked in through the open window.
He smiled at the group of his relations with a grim amusement.

They certainly wore a guilty look.

He was surprised to remark some embarrassment even upon his father's face.
"You will see your aunt off, Richard," said Mr.Hazlewood.
"Of course." The Pettifers and Dick went out into the hall, leaving the old man in his chair, a little absent, perhaps a little troubled.
"Aunt Margaret, you have been upsetting my father," said Dick.
"Nonsense, Dick," she replied, and her face flushed.

She stepped into the carriage quickly to avoid questions, and as she stepped in Dick noticed that she was carrying a little paper-covered book.