"We're going for a cruise with you, and here you are raising objections." "Not objections," remonstrated the other; "and, talking about the voyage, what about Mrs.Chalk?
She'll want to come." "So will Mrs.Stobell," said that lady's proprietor, "but she won't." "She mustn't hear of it till the last moment," said Tredgold, dictatorially; "the quieter we keep the whole thing the better.

You're not to divulge a word of the cruise to anybody.

When it does leak out it must be understood we are just going for a little pleasure jaunt.

Mind, you've sworn to keep the whole affair secret." Mr.Chalk screwed up his features in anxious perplexity, but made no comment.
"The weather's fine," continued Tredgold, "and there's nothing gained by delay.

On Wednesday we'll take the train to Biddlecombe and have a look round.