Be one of them, and you will know all that there is to know.

I soon found Briony Lodge.

It is a bijou villa, with a garden at the back, but built out in front right up to the road, two stories.

Chubb lock to the door.

Large sitting-room on the right side, well furnished, with long windows almost to the floor, and those preposterous English window fasteners which a child could open.
Behind there was nothing remarkable, save that the passage window could be reached from the top of the coach-house.