"Is Brightfold on the railway ?" "No." "Is there an electric telegraph at the place ?" "Yes." "That was awkward, wasn't it?
The first thing those men would do would be to telegraph to Tawley." "Not a doubt of it.

How would they describe us, do you think ?" Randal answered.

"A middle-aged gentleman--two ladies, one of them elderly--and a little girl.

Quite enough to identify you at Tawley, if the station-master understood the message." "Shall I tell you what the station-master discovered, with the message in his hand?
No elderly lady, no middle-aged gentleman; nothing more remarkable than _one_ lady--and a little boy." Randal's face brightened.

"You parted company, of course," he said; "and you disguised Kitty! How did you manage it ?" "Didn't I say just now that we looked at the shops, and that I made a purchase in the town?
A boy's ready-made suit--not at all a bad fit for Kitty! Mrs.Linley put on the suit, and tucked up the child's hair under a straw hat, in an empty yard--no idlers about in that bad weather.