She was surprised, however, to find her father waiting for her in the sitting-room, which was brightly lighted.
As she came into the room, she saw something ominous in his face.

She thought she was to be lectured for remaining out so late.
"Sit down, Winnie," he said.

"I want to have a talk with you." His voice was even more ominous than his face.

She came and sat down by his side, when she had removed her hat.

He put his hand on her head and drew her toward him.
"Did Mr.Badger come home with you, Winnie ?" he asked, and his voice was slightly tremulous.
"Yes, father.