He then dropped the subject, nothing more that was said till a few minutes before they reached the tutor's lodgings being of the least interest.

Then, as they turned the edge of a wood, Peter looked back.
"You won't forget the turn of the lane you are to take, will you, Mr.
Brandon?
and you've got the key ?" "Yes," said Brandon.
"It's a green sort of door, in the park-paling.

A new one has been made, because that one was so shabby.

It's the one my uncles went through when they ran away, you know." "What uncles ?" asked Brandon, not at all suspecting the truth, and not much interested.
"Why, that one who belonged to you," said Peter, "and the other one who belongs to Bertie and Hugh.

Didn't you know ?" he exclaimed, having observed the momentary flash of surprise that Brandon made haste to conceal.