How he did laugh! "Laddie is right!" he said at last.

"He didn't find them, and he mustn't take them.

But you may! They're yours! That front door scheme of Leon's was fairly well, but it wasn't quite good enough.

If he'd cleaned his feet as he should, before he crossed mother's carpet and climbed the stairs, he'd have made it all right.

'His tracks betrayed him,' as tracks do all of us, if we are careless enough to leave any.