But they had another shock when they went in to their tea that afternoon. They saw a car outside the door, and inside it was sitting the same yellow-haired woman they had seen in the old house! She looked at them without smiling.
The children went indoors, puzzled - and they walked straight into the dark-skinned man! He was standing just inside the sitting-room door, listening to Dimmy.
“Oh! Sorry!” said Jack. “I didn’t know you had a visitor, Dimmy.“
“He’s just going,” said Dimmy, who looked quite worried. “Go and tidy yourselves for tea.”
As the children turned to go they heard the man speak again.
“But why will you not sell me this little house? I am offering far more money to you for it than you will ever get when you want to sell it!”
“It has been in my family for two hundred years.” said Dimmy firmly. “It is true that I only live here in the summer-time, but I love it and I will not part from it.”
“Well, will you rent it to me for twelve months?” asked the man.
“No,” said Miss Dimity. “I have never let it, and I don’t want to.”
“Very well,” said the man angrily. “Do as you please. But I think you are very foolish.”