Jo To The Rescue eBook

The lattice window, already ajar, was pushed wide open, and a shock head was thrust through.
‘They’re coming, Miss Phoebe!’ proclaimed a shrill voice. ‘They’ve got a huge waggon. There’s four of them, and a whole squad of kids.’
Phoebe looked up eagerly from her knitting. ‘Coming, Reg? You’ve seen them, then? Where are they? Oh, if only I could get out to see them!’ She finished with a sigh and an impatient glance round.
‘I’ll come in and wheel you, Miss Phoebe, if that’s all,’ said Reg promptly. ‘Where’s Debby gone, any-road?’
‘She had to go into Garnley to the bank. She locked the door and took the key with her. You’d need to get the chair round by the back. Do you think you could manage?’ Phoebe sounded doubtful.
‘Manage right enough. There’s no step, and the chair runs easy. I know. I helped Debby oil her last night.’ Reg looked about. ‘No flowers nor anything I’d upset, is there? Then I’ll get through.’ And he swung a sturdy leg over the window-sill and dropped down into the room easily. ‘There y’are, Miss Phoebe! Got a shawl or summat to put over you?’