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obstinately.
    'Well, after all, Mr. Roland did offer him a biscuit,' said Dick, trying to make peace as hard as he could.
    George said nothing. Her small face looked fierce. Dick tried again.
    'George! Promise to try and be nice till Christmas is over, anyway. Don't let's spoil Christmas, for goodness' sake! Come on, George.'
    'All right,' said George, at last. Til try.'
    'Come and walk with us, then,' said Dick. So George caught up the others, and tried not to look too sulky. Mr. Roland guessed that Dick had been trying to make George behave, and he included her in his talk. He could not make her laugh, but she did at least answer politely.
    'Is that Kirrin Farm-house?' asked Mr. Roland, as they came in sight of the farm.
    'Yes. Do you know it ?' asked Julian, in surprise.
    'No, no,' said Mr. Roland, at once. 'I heard of it, and wondered if that was the place.'
    'We went there this morning,' said Anne. 'It's an exciting place.' She looked at the others, wondering if they would mind if she said anything about the things they had seen that morning. Julian thought for a moment. After all, it couldn't matter telling him about the stone in the kitchen and the false back to the cupboard. Mrs. Sanders would tell anyone that. He could speak about the sliding panel in the hall too, and say they had found an old recipe book there. He did not need to say anything about the old bit of marked linen.
    So he told their tutor about the exciting things they had seen at the old farm-house, but said nothing at all about the linen and its strange markings. Mr. Roland listened with the greatest interest.
    'This is all very remarkable,' he said. 'Very remarkable indeed. Most interesting. You say the old couple live there quite alone ?'
    'Well, they are having two people to stay over Christmas,' said Dick, 'Artists. Julian thought he would go over and talk to them. He can paint awfully well, you know.' •' •
    'Can he really?' said Mr. Roland. 'Well, he must show me some of, his pictures. But I don't think he'd better go and worry the artists at the farm-house. They mieht not like it.'
    This remark made Julian feel obstinate. He made up his mind at once that he would go and talk to the two artists when he got the chance! , It was quite a pleasant walk on the whole except that George was quiet, and Timothy would not go anywhere near Mr. Roland. When they came to a frozen pond Dick threw sticks on it for Tim to fetch. It was so funny to see him go slithering about on his long legs, trying to run properly!
    Everyone threw sticks for the dog, and Tim fetched all the ^sticks except Mr.
    Roland's. When the tutor threw a stick the dog looked at it and took no more notice It was almost as if he had said. 'What, your stick! No thank you!'
    'Now, home we go,' said Mr. Roland, trying not to look annoyed with Tim. 'We shall just be in time for tea!'

Chapter Six
    LESSONS WITH MR. ROLAND

    NEXT morning the children felt a little gloomy. Lessons! How horrid in the holidays!
    Still, Mr. Roland wasn't so bad. The children had not had him with them in the sitting-room the night before, because he had gone to talk to their uncle. So they were able to get out the mysterious bit of linen again and pore over it.
    But it wasn't a bit of good. Nobody could make anything of it at all. Secret Way!
    What did it mean? Was it really directions for a Secret Way? And where was the way, and why was it secret? It was most exasperating not to be able to find out.
    'I really feel we'll have to ask someone soon,' Julian had said with a sigh. 'I can't bear this mystery much longer. I keep on and on thinking of it.'
    He had dreamt of it too that night, and now it was morning, with lessons ahead. He wondered what lesson Mr. Roland would take - Latin perhaps. Then he could ask him what the words 'VIA OCCULTA' meant.
    Mr. Roland had seen all their reports and had noted the subjects they were weak in.
    One was Latin, and another was French. Maths were very weak in both Dick's report and

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