"Yes."
He gave a little wriggle of disgust and muttered:
"I s'pect you're a kind of witch that can't be got rid of!"
She caught the words, but his father did not.
Then Ruffie glanced up at Justin.
"We're going to have a big talk with her to-night, all of us—dressed in feathers like Indians. Josie is making Hal kill two cocks, so that we can get their tail feathers."
"What are you going to talk about?" said his father idly.
"We're going to discuss the situation," explained Anstice.
"What situation?"
"That of a strange woman coming to take possession of a strange house, and make friends with its belongings. We're going thoroughly to thrash out the subject, and hear all sides of the question."