"Empty the kettles and cool them off.
Pass all cans, empty or full, up into the loft, and then every one of you clear out.

Remember that you are not to know a thing about the factory, if anybody asks questions, and you don't even want to give any one a chance to ask questions if you can help it.

Run up to the house," he added, turning to the boy who had brought tidings of the enemy's approach, "and tell Mrs.Baldwin, with my compliments, that the carriage is ready for her drive." So thoroughly had everything been explained and understood beforehand, and so promptly were these orders obeyed, that, half an hour later, when a jaunty man-of-war's launch, flying a British Jack, entered the little harbour, every preparation had been made for her reception.

The factory, closed and silent, presented no outward sign that it had been in operation for months.

Those who had recently worked so industriously within its weather-stained walls now lounged about their own house doors, or on the village street, as though they had nothing to do, and limitless leisure in which to do it.