Suppose we play at scouts and creep down the road?
If the Chapel is lit up we can spy in on them; and then you can squeeze your nose on the glass and make a face, while I say 'Boo!' and they'll think the Old Gentleman is really come." They stole down the ladder and out of the town-place.

The Chapel stood three-quarters of a mile away, on a turfed wastrel where two high roads met and crossed.
Long before they reached it they heard clamorous voices and groans.
"I expect the devil hunt has begun," said Honoria.

But when they came in sight of the building its windows were brightly lit.
The noise inside was terrific.
The two children approached it with all the precaution proper to scouts.

Suddenly the clamour ceased and the evening fell so silent that Taffy heard the note of an owl away in the Tredinnis plantations to his left.

This silence was daunting, but they crept on and soon were standing in the illuminated ring of furze whins which surrounded the Chapel.
"Can you reach up to look in ?" Taffy could not; so Honoria obligingly went on hands and knees, and he stood on her back.
"Can you see?
What's the matter ?" Taffy gasped.