Blake laid a hand on my shoulder and urged me towards the door. As I was going, I saw the master bow.
"Mrs. Pleydell," he said, "I have the honour——Dear me! There's that ridiculous word again. Never mind—the honour to bid adieu to a most brave lady."
With a faint sneer my sister regarded him. Then—
"Au revoir," she said steadily.
"So long, old bean," said Berry. "See you at Vine Street."
As I passed into the hall, the lights went up and a cap was clapped on to my head and pulled down tight over my eyes. Then I was thrust into a corner of the hall, close to the front door. Immediately this was opened, and I could hear everything happen as we had been led to expect. Only there was a hand on my shoulder....
I heard the master coming with a jest on his lips.
As he passed me, he was speaking ostensibly to one of his comrades ... ostensibly....
"I shouldn't wait up for Jonah," he said.