If I could get away from him I
would--but not so as to get him into trouble. I'll try some day to get
among a better lot. There's bad and good among us, though you mightn't
believe it. But here am I wasting time talking of myself, and I want to
tell you all I'm thinking of. First, do you know the name of the village
or town nearest where you live?"
"Sandle'ham," said the children.
"But is that near your home?" pursued Diana. The twins shook their
heads. They didn't know.
"Us was there once," said Duke. "But it was a long time ago. It seemed a
very far way."
"And is there no village nearer?"
"Yes, of course," said Pamela. "There's where Barbara Twiss and the
butcher Live, and where the church is."
"And what's it called?"
"What's it called?" repeated the children. "Why, it's just called the
village. It isn't called anything else."
"That's what I was afraid of," said Diana. "And it was all new country
thereabouts to me. Well, there's nothing for it but to make for
Sandle'ham, and once there Tim must go to the police."
At this dreadful word the children set up a shriek, but Diana quickly
stopped them.
"Hush, hush!" she said, "you'll have them all coming to see what's the
matter. The police won't hurt _you_, you silly children.
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