He knew that William was not allowed in his mother's house, and that he and Rebecca met outside.

He looked up the dusky lane when he came to it, but he saw nobody.
When he reached Sylvia Crane's house he noticed that the front door was open, and a woman stood there in a dim shaft of candle-light which streamed from the room beyond.

He started, for he thought it might be Charlotte; then he saw that it was Sylvia Crane leaning out towards him, shading her eyes with her hand.
He said "Good-evening" vaguely, and passed on.

Then he heard a cry of indistinct words behind him, and turned.

"What is it ?" he called.