"Did you notice if he had a tin of petrol in his hand?" asked Larry.
"No, he hadn't," said the boy. "He'd got a stick of some sort. That's all."
"I say," said Daisy suddenly. "I say! I've got an idea!"
They all looked at her. Daisy was a great one for ideas, and usually she had good ones.
"What's the idea this time?" asked Larry.
"We'll be detectives!" said Daisy. "We'll set ourselves to find out 'WHO BURNT THE COTTAGE.' "
"What's a detective?" asked eight-year-old Bets.
"It's somebody who solves a mystery," said Larry, "Somebody who finds out who does a crime."
"Oh, a find-outer," said Bets. "I'd love to be that. I'm sure I would make a very good find-outer."
"No, you're too little," said Pip. Bets looked ready to cry.