The house dog slept in the yard, and a stray wild pigeon had come down into the quadrangle, and was picking at some grain that was spilt there.

From the garden came the shouts of the children and the happy laughter of Mary Grant.
"There she is now," said Pinnock.

"Hadn't I better get her to come in and get the thing over ?" He went out, and came back very soon.

"Mrs.Gordon and Miss Grant are coming," he said.

"She said she would like Mrs.Gordon to be with her." Before long they came in and sat down.