'You will hear something of us before long.' We made out that there was no great chance of our being run into at the old place.

Father went on first with Crib.

He was sure to give warning in some way, best known to father himself, if there was any one about that wasn't the right sort.

So we went up and went in.
Mother was inside.

I thought it was queer that she didn't come outside.
She was always quick enough about that when we came home before, day or night.