I called back to Mrs.Chipperton and the others that they need not come; we would be back in a minute and let them know.

But it was of no use; they all came.

We hurried on after the man with the light, and passed straight ahead through the narrow passage to the very end of it.
There stood Mr.Chipperton, holding a lighted match, which he had just struck.

He was looking at something on the wall.

As we ran in, he turned and smiled, and was just going to say something, when Corny threw herself into his arms, and his wife, squeezing by, took him around his neck so suddenly that his hat flew off and bumped on the floor, like an empty tin can.