Ingred, who had watched the whole comedy, laughed, but did not give away the secret.
"That child's an imp!" she said to Quenrede.

"But she's a very accomplished imp.

I'll tell you the joke afterwards, not now! Lispeth little knows where her string comes from, and she's wrapping up that parcel so placidly! Isn't the Snark looking quite pretty this afternoon?
Never saw her with such a color! Well, if you're ready, Queenie, we'll go over to the hostel and get my things.

We can just catch the four o'clock train, if we're quick.

Wait half a sec, though! There goes Dr.
Linton with Kenneth.