I was successful in this.
When I came, all was silent; so I got behind a large tree, which, while it hid me from any one entering the house, enabled me to be within earshot of anything that might be said, especially so as the summer-house was a rustic affair, and the sides by no means thick.
Silently I waited for, I should think, half-an-hour; then a woman came alone.

Evidently she was cold, for she stamped her feet against the wood floor with great vehemence.

Minute after minute passed by, and still there was no third party.

Then I heard a low "hist." "You're late," said the woman's voice, which I recognized as Miss Staggles'.
"Yes; and we must not stay long." "Why ?" "Because I think we are watched." "But why should we be watched?
Surely no one perceives that we are suspicious parties ?" "I cannot say.

I only know I cannot stay long." "Why, again ?" "I have much to think about, much to do." "And I have much to tell you." "I can guess it, I think; but I must know.