"Where we goin'?" he said distrustfully.
"To the kind lady's who invited us to tea," said the tall man, overhearing him.
William walked along in silence. Eglantine began to expatiate again.
"Look at all them 'ouses," she said, with a contemptuous glance at the houses between which they were passing. "Wot they want wiv such big 'ouses? Swank! That's all it is. Swank! Livin' in big 'ouses an' talkin' so soft. Oi've no patience wiv 'em. Oi wouldn't be one of 'em—not fer nuffin'."
But William was growing more and more uneasy.
"What we're goin' along here for?" he muttered truculently.
The tall man turned in at a gate. William moistened his lips.
"He's making a mistake," he murmured, pulling his check cap still farther over his eyes.
At the door stood Mrs. Brown and Ethel. Their glance fell first on Eglantine.
"What a dreadful child," whispered Mrs. Brown.