'No,' said Hazel laughing; 'that will bring Phoebe. Dingee acknowledges nothing but my whistle.'
'Where is that?'
'Here'touching the little gold toy at her belt. 'But you do not know how to blow it, Mr. Rollo.'
Dane lifted the trinket and examined it, and then remarking that 'a whistle is a whistle,' put his lips to it and made the call sound loud and clear through the house.
'What do you want?' said Hazel laughing at him. 'Dingee will know better than to think me responsible for that. Tell me what you want, and I will obey ordersas usual.'
'Dingee will know better than to think anybody else has blown your whistle. Dingee!'as the boy appeared,'go and say to Mrs. Bywank, with my compliments, that your mistress has had nothing to eat all day, except chestnuts. I think she will know what to do.'
Dingee took in the situation and went off with a flourish.
'Did you see John Charteris here to-day?' Hazel said suddenly.
'I think he crossed my line of vision,' said Dane carelessly.
'Well I did not ask him.'