"David!" Mother cried. "Are you all right? Where have you been? Did he hurt you?"
"Who?" said David. "I'm all right. What's the matter?"
"The burglar!" said Mother excitedly. "He put his head in the window and said 'pssssst!'"
"I tell you, burglars don't say pssssst!" Dad said. "They try to make as little noise as possible. Just let me catch him doing it again!" he added, waving his pistol.
"Running around on that mountain at all hours of the night," Aunt Amy grumbled, "with burglars and I don't know what-all loose in town!"
"And then we found that you were gone, and we thought he had stolen you," Mother went on. "Where have you been?"
"I couldn't sleep," said David. "So I went for a walk."
"Well, thank heavens you're safe," said Mother.
"Hankering after that mountain all night," Aunt Amy muttered. "As if he wasn't up there all day."
"Look here, Son," said Dad. "What do you know about this?"