Chapter 59

"Good Heavens!" I cried, "you don't mean to say they've gone and messed it up?" Molly gurgled suddenly. "When you see him you ask him why he doesn't buy his matches wholesale in future. It would save such a lot of time." "When you've quite finished talking in riddles," I murmured resignedly, "perhaps you'll condescend to explain." Once again she gurgled. "Oh, Dick, what an angel he is! We were both up in the work-room, watching----" "What on earth were you doing there?" "Buying hats, silly, and other things--and ta…