"'Tain't," Mr. Penrose contradicted Aunt Lizzie, curtly.
"'Tis!" retorted Aunt Lizzie.
They glared at each other balefully, and while everybody waited to hear if she could think of anything else to say to him, Miss Eyester returned panting:
"The door's locked and there's a towel pinned over the window."
"No!" They exclaimed in chorus, and looked at Wallie. "Do you suppose any thing's happened?"
"He locked the door because he does not want to be disturbed, and the towel is to keep the light out," Mr. Stott deduced.
"Of course!" They all laughed heartily and admired Mr. Stott's shrewdness.
"Any fool would have thought of that," growled Mr. Penrose.
"You think you know everything," said Aunt Lizzie, in whom his threat to make moonshine and break the law still rankled.
"I know quite a lot, if I could just think of it," replied Mr. Penrose almost good-naturedly.