"I don't know when I've felt the 'eat so much," said Mrs Gosling suddenly, and Blanche and Millie both started. "Hush!" said Blanche, and held up a warning finger. In the distance they heard a sound like the closing of a gate, and then, very clear and small, a feminine voice. "Chuck! chuck! chuck!" it said. "Chuck! chuck! chuck!!!" "I told you we'd passed it," said Mrs Gosling triumphantly. They turned the trolly and began to retrace their footsteps. Their eager eyes tried to peer through the spinney of trees which shut them off from the south. Once or twice they stopped to listen. The voice was fainter now, but they could hear the squawk of greedily competitive fowls. XIII--DIFFERENCES 1 The only side road they could find proved to be no more than a track through the little wood. They almost passed it a second time, and hesitated at the gate--a sturdy five-barred gate bearing "Private" on a conspicuous label--debating whether this "could be right." They still suffered a spasm of fear at the thought of trespass, and to open this gate and march up an unknown private road pushing a hand-cart seemed to them an act of terrible aggression. "We might leave the cart just inside," suggested Blanche. "And get our food stole," said Mrs Gosling. "There's no one about," urged Blanche. "There's that broomstick woman," said Millie. "She may have followed us." "I'm sure I dunno if it's safe to go foragin' in among them trees, neither," continued Mrs Gosling. "Are you sure this is right, Blanche?" "Well, of course, I'm not sure," replied Blanche, with a touch of temper. They peered through the trees and listened, but no sign of a house was to be seen, and all was now silent save for the long drone of innumerable bees about their afternoon business. "Oh! come on!" said Blanche at last. She was rapidly learning to solve all their problems by this simple formula.... In the wood they found refuge from those attendant flies which had hung over them so persistently. Mrs Gosling gave a final flick with her handkerchief and declared her relief. "It's quite pleasant in 'ere," she said, "after the 'eat." The two girls also seemed to find new vigour in the shade of the trees. "We have got a cheek!" said Millie, with a giggle. "Well! needs must when the devil drives," returned Mrs Gosling, "and our circumstances is quite out of the ordinary. Besides which, there can't be any 'arm in offerin' to buy a glass of milk." Blanche tugged at the trolley handle with a flicker of impatience. Why would her mother be so foolish? Surely she must see that everything was different now? Blanche was beginning to wonder at and admire the marvel of her own intelligence. How much cleverer she was than the others! How much more ready to appreciate and adapt herself to change! They could not understand this new state of things, but she could, and she prided herself on her powers of discrimination.