I know it like my own hand." Mrs.Peck pursed her lips.

"I doubt but what you'd better take Adam along too," she said.

"I wouldn't feel easy about you.

And there won't be any moonlight worth speaking of till after ten.

It wouldn't do for you to be traipsing about alone even with Mr.Knight--nice young gentleman as he be--at that hour." "Aunt Liza, I don't traipse!" Momentary indignation shone in the beautiful eyes and passed like a gleam of light.