Miss Miggle dropped the glass she was holding and rushed into the hall.

Miss Miggle put a hand on his arm.

Miss Miggle, amazed at the sudden noise, came rushing into the hall to see what the matter was.

She crept out of the hall cupboard - straight into Miss Miggle!

Miss Miggle came in with some stuff to put on Fatty's bruises.

As there was a light from the kitchen, the two boys thought that Miss Miggle was still up.

"Now you can't possibly be bruised yet," said Miss Miggle.

"Just asked you in," said Miss Miggle, the housekeeper, filled with astonishment.

Miss Miggle kept at his elbow, trying to stop him talking and to make him eat and drink.

Miss Miggle ran to the kitchen.

Miss Miggle was tremendously astonished to see Daisy coming out of the boot cupboard.

"I thought the children would like to share your eleven o'clock lunch with you, sirs" said Miss Miggle.

Miss Miggle imagined that there must have been two or three men there, and she gaped in astonishment.

Miss Miggle shook her head.

Miss Miggle looked at him.

Miss Miggle listened in admiration and amazement.

Miss Miggle stared at Mr. Smellie in even greater surprise.

Miss Miggle looked quite bewildered.

"That would be Miss Miggle, the housekeeper," said Fatty.

Miss Miggle looked immensely surprised.

Mister Miggle: a bespectacled stork or crane, and proprietor of the local general store, a frequent swamp hangout.

"Then if Miss Miggle or Mr. Smellie do happen to come along you can warn me at once.

Both Miss Miggle and Mr. Smellie stared as if they thought Larry had gone mad.

"I'll do that whilst you phone for the police," said Miss Miggle, remembering the other robbers whom she still supposed were locked up in the box-room above.

Miss Miggle carried a tray of buns and milk into the study, where Mr. Smellie was still lecturing poor Larry.