I forget whether I said that the perambulator was enamelled white--not the kind of enamelling you do at home with Aspinall's and the hairs of the brush come out and it is gritty-looking, but smooth, like the handles of ladies very best lace parasols.

And whoever had abandoned the helpless perambulator in that lonely spot had done exactly as H.O.said, and covered it with leaves, only they were green and some of them had dropped off.
The others were wild with excitement.

Now or never, they thought, was a chance to be real detectives.

Oswald alone retained a calm exterior.

It was he who would not go straight to the police station.
He said: 'Let's try and ferret out something for ourselves before we tell the police.