your trousers look sort of funny where you've cut 'em off."
" They're jolly good trousers," said William indignantly, as he pushed his hair out of sight under the wig. " Robert paid a lot for 'em when he had 'em new. An', anyway, I've got a bowler hat same as men wear an' they can't see my neck isn't scraggy 'cause of my muffler. I think it was jolly clever of me to think of that."
" I think you look quite all right," said Henry. " 'Specially if you go out to him when it's getting dark when he can't see you prop'ly."
" Well, anyway," said Ginger impatiently, " let's start doin' somethin'. We shall look silly if he finds the money an' gets off abroad while we're standin' talkin' here."
Guarding William carefully on either side, the little company set off across the fields. Certainly William looked a curious enough figure to attract attention anywhere, though he himself was evidently unaware of this and imagined his resemblance to the tenant of Oaklands to be complete.
" You needn't try to hide me from people on the road," he said testily ; " if they see me they'll only think it's ole Scraggy back from his holiday. Come to that, I think it would be a good thing to go into the village an' talk to a few of them pretendin' to be ole Scraggy so as to get a bit of practice in bein' him."
They managed, however, to dissuade him from this. They had had experience of William on occasions when his enthusiasm ran away with him.
" You don't want him to get word of it," said Ginger; " he'd know someone was after him then an' jus' slip off abroad before anyone could stop him. That's what they do when they know the man's nearly got 'em. D'you remember in that one—I've forgotten its name—with a green face on the back—he did that. He knew they were after him an' so he slipped off