“Where is Sarah?” demanded the lady.
“I have seen nobody. I rang the bell several times.”
The lady went up and rang the bell just as our hero had done.
“She must have gone out or else she is asleep. Marie, run around and try the back door,” this to the maid.
“Ze back door ees locked,” said the maid, on returning. “Sarah, she must be at ze next house, madam.”
“I told her not to go away while we were on our little picnic. Have you a key, Marie?”
“I haf not, madam.”
“I’ll climb in a window, mamma,” said one of the children, a boy of about seven.
“You can’t unlock the door, Freddie.”
“Shall I go in and unlock the door for you?” asked Frank, politely.