"Yes."
"On one of the maps Polperro had a pencil line ringed round it and a couple of very small dots marked in certain places."
"That might have been years old."
"It wasn't. I had lent him a blue pencil a few days before—rather a funny colour it was. He'd used that pencil."
"You're a bit of a Sherlock."
"I oughtn't to have said anything about it."
"It's safe enough with me," said Flora. "You can bet your boots I shan't blab."
A silvery toned bell sounded from the house.
"There's tea," said Isabel.
The two girls rose and moved away arm in arm.