"She could at least have pretended she was asleep and didn't hear the knock, and so have given us a few minutes more." But Grace's promptness was such that Kitty had barely time to draw her nightgown on over her frock and creep into her bed before she heard her aunt's footsteps on the stairs.
Mrs.Pike went first to Tony's room, and Kitty, leaning up, listened in a perfect tremor of nervousness for what might follow.

Tony was no good at pretending, but, as good luck would have it, there was no need of make-believe on his part, for he had been so tired he had fallen fast asleep as soon as he had cuddled down under the bedclothes, and Mrs.
Pike, after just a glance, came away quite satisfied.

Then Kitty heard her approaching their room.
"Oh!" she thought with dismay, "she is bringing Anna with her;" for Mrs.Pike was talking to some one in a low voice.

"What bad luck; Anna sees through everything.

I wonder if Betty hears too.