Thus for nearly half a minute, when the officials woke up, and squeezing past many knees, seized Tommy by the neck and ran him out of the building.

All down the aisle he prayed hysterically, and for some time afterwards, to Shovel, who had been cast forth along with him.
At an hour of that night when their mother was asleep, and it is to be hoped they were the only two children awake in London, Tommy sat up softly in the wardrobe to discover whether Elspeth was still praying for him.

He knew that she was on the floor in a night-gown some twelve sizes too large for her, but the room was as silent and black as the world he had just left by taking his fingers from his ears and the blankets off his face.
"I see you," he said mendaciously, and in a guarded voice, so as not to waken his mother, from whom he had kept his escapade.

This had not the desired effect of drawing a reply from Elspeth, and he tried bluster.
"You needna think as I'll repent, you brat, so there! What?
"I wish I hadna told you about it!" Indeed, he had endeavored not to do so, but pride in his achievement had eventually conquered prudence.
"Reddy would have laughed, she would, and said as I was a wonder.

Reddy was the kind I like.