"A man of action!" she appeared to say.

"The one who pulls my ears." And turning, as though unconscious, she endeavoured to lead Hilary away.

Her master, however, had already seen his niece.

He came and sat down on the bench beside her.
"We wanted you!" said Martin, eyeing him slowly, as a young dog will eye another of a different age and breed.

"Thyme and I have been to see the Hughs in Hound Street.