CHAPTER VII

THE WATCH DOGS “WELL, if you ask me, she’s up to something,” said Avice with conviction. “How d’you mean?” Wilfred looked up curiously. “Lots of things. She looks all different. First of all—look how red she is all the time, and the excited look in her eyes.” “That’s all look—look!” jeered her brother. “Girls always have those rotten ideas about nothing at all. Just because Cecilia’s got a bit sunburnt, and because she’s havin’ an easy time ’cause Mater’s away——” “Oh, you think because you’re a boy, you know everyt…