This place is worth watching now.

Come, I will show you something amazing." He turned and led them hastily towards the back door.

Isabel gripped Granet's arm.
"He thinks you are the officer in command of the platoon here," she whispered.

"Better let him go on thinking so." Granet nodded.
"Is he going to take us to the workshop ?" "I believe so," she assented.
They had hard work to keep up with Sir Meyville as he led them hastily down the little stretch of shingle to where a man was sitting in a boat.
They all jumped in.

The man with the oars looked doubtfully for a moment at Granet, but pulled off at once when ordered to do so.