“Is Maister Gildart to hoam?”
Susan said he was, and Kenneth was delighted to find that his change of voice and costume disguised him so completely that Susan did not recognise him.
“I wants to see him.”
Susan bade him wait in the lobby. In a few minutes Gildart came down, and the country fellow asked to have a word with him in private!
The result of this word was that the two sallied forth immediately after, and went towards Seaside Villa.
Here, strange to say, they found the policeman standing at the outer gate. Kenneth accosted him as if he had expected to meet him.
“They ain’t abed yet,” observed the policeman.
“No; I see that my groom is up, and there is a light in my father’s study. I’ll tap at the groom’s window.”
“Come in av yer feet’s clean,” was Dan’s response to the tap, as he opened the shutters and flattened his nose against a pane of glass in order to observe the intruder.
“Dan, open the back door and let me in!”