"Only, if we got lost, Uncle Robert would find us, maybe, and nothing could be worse than that, could it?"
"Nothing!" agreed Roy with a shiver. "But we will never, never be found! We will disappear like—like"
"Like anything!" suggested Willie, and Roy assented.
"I fancy he 'll feel rather bad when he discovers our flight," said Roy; "he 'll be glad we 're gone, but he will have a dreadfully bad conscience about having made us do it. At least, I hope so!"
And with this, the twins rose and fell to completing their preparations for the journey. These took a good while, and still there were two hours to wait before the house would be quiet enough to make it safe to start. They laid themselves down on the bed, and then, very naturally, they dropped asleep.
Roy woke with a shiver. The moonlight was streaming into the room, and a
