"She went in after Agnes."
John withdrew, and returned to Hugh.
"She's out, Hugh," he said.
"That's all right then. We'll have a jolly time, and get it done to surprise her."
"But what about your grand heap?"
"Stuff them in again; they can't be worse than they were."
"I wonder if we ought to sort them out first?" said John, considering.
"I'm not going to; that would be no fun at all."
John yielded for a moment, then he paused.
"Hugh, Agnes would be right down vexed with us, and we should deserve it. I won't do a stroke till we've cleared this."