Up they climbed, drew the ladder after them, and played at being Outlaws in a Cave, until the dusk fell.
Still Mr.Raymond lingered indoors.

"He thinks we have gone home," said Honoria.

"Now the thing would be to creep down and steal one of the fowls, and bring it back and cook it." "We can make believe to do it," Taffy suggested.
Honoria considered for a moment.

"I'll tell you what: there's a great Bryanite meeting to-night, down at the Chapel.

I expect there'll be a devil hunt." "What's that ?" "They turn out the lights and hunt for him in the dark." "But he isn't _really_ there ?" "I don't know.