Fred and Emma, having hunted over the rest of the house in vain, had at last bethought themselves of this apartment; and, finding the door locked, they felt sure that the objects of their search were within.
Emma called through the keyhole:-- "Come, aunty, please, quick! Supper is ready, and papa has come, and mamma sent us to call you." And Fred shouted in a still louder tone:-- "Come along, Oscar; papa is asking for you." All was over.

His aunt opened the door at once, and Oscar had to follow her.
The next morning, when the carriage had been rolled out of the coach-house and stood waiting for the horses, to which the groom was giving the last polish in the stable, Dr.Stein came into the room where the mother and aunt were putting the final touches to the preparation of the children for the journey.
"I must say good-bye now.

My patients cannot be kept waiting, and I must go.

One word to you, Oscar.

Be careful not to carry your schemes too far while you are visiting.