"She was walking in her sleep.

She must have been." I was far from convinced, but, seeing that Addison was determined to have it so, I said no more.

Taking the book, we returned home.

The house was all quiet.
The next morning at the breakfast table Ellen, Theodora and grandmother began to speak of the lost bank book again.

I think that Addison had already said something in private to the old Squire, and that they had come to an agreement as to the best course to pursue.
"Don't fret, grandmother!" Addison cried, laughing.