Suddenly a thought struck Griselda.
"Phil," she said, "it must be getting late." "Past tea-time ?" he said coolly.
"I dare say it is.

Look how low down the sun has got.

Come, Phil, we must be quick.

Where is the place we came out of the wood at ?" "Here," said Phil, diving at a little opening among the bushes.
Griselda followed him.

He had been a good guide hitherto, and she certainly could not have found her way alone.