Once aboard the lugger

'What are we to do with the sheet?' he asked.

'Pull it through the bars - like this'. Tommy suited the action to the word. 'Then leave it. Nobody's likely to be coming round here at this time of night. Now let's get going. "Once aboard the lugger, and the gyurl is mine". Don't make a row on the stairs. Look out for the fifth step. It squeaks.'

The Luck Stone. 13 The Sleuth-Hounds