"I bicycled this way once.
Monkend Woods are in that direction, and if we turn to the left and through this village we shall get there sooner than the others, I believe, and be waiting for them when they arrive.

Their train won't have reached Powerscroft yet." "We'd better step out all the same," urged Winona.
Fortunately Garnet possessed the bump of locality.

Her recollection of the district was correct, and after a brisk walk of about a mile they found themselves in the high road close to the wood, and sat down on a wall to wait.

Their fast train and short cut had given them an advantage: it was nearly half an hour before they spied the rest of the party strolling leisurely up the hill with baskets and vasculums.

The surprise of the League at seeing them was immense, and naturally there were many inquiries as to how they had thus stolen a march upon their friends.
"Oh, we came in an aeroplane!" said Garnet jauntily.