We couldn't keep it quiet at all. It was all over the house right now. That Annette girl had read all them Peanut letters before William ever got 'em. Like enough he'd read 'em too. They was scared when we walked into their part of the house.
"Where's that dog?" says Old Man Wright.
William, he got pale.
"Very good, sir," says he, and pretends to go after Peanut, which he knows wasn't there.
"Hi suppose she took 'im along with 'er, sir," says William after a while.
Annette she chips in:
"Oui, oui—yes, yes; she took him with her."
"Took him with her? What do you mean? What do you know about it? Keep quiet, you people!" says Old Man Wright. "Get into that room!" He locked them in.
"Now, Curly——" says he.
I knew he was clear in his own mind by now that the girl had run away with that gardener. He'd maybe go over there.