I've an exploring fit on me, and if I can't find America I'll find something else new and undiscovered.

Here goes." Peachy, with her satellites in her train, plunged her way across the garden in the direction of the kitchen.

She had suddenly remembered an object which had more than once set her curiosity a-galloping.

In the yard outside the scullery there was an iron staircase intended for use as a fire-escape from the servants' bedrooms, and also as a means of mounting the roof when workmen wished to attend to the chimney-pots.

Up here she was determined to go.