Tennis-shoes .... There Everything was ready. Now then for the
dummy figure.
He looked at his watch again before getting into bed.
Twelve-fifteen. How long to wait before Cayley came up? He
turned out the light, and then, standing by the door in his
pyjamas, waited for his eyes to become accustomed to the new
darkness .... He could only just make out the bed in the corner
of the room. Cayley would want more light than that if he were
to satisfy himself from the door that the bed was occupied. He
pulled the curtains a little way back. That was about right. He
could have another look later on, when he had the dummy figure in
the bed.
How long would it be before Cayley came up? It wasn't that he
wanted his friends, Beverley and Gillingham, to be asleep before
he started on his business at the pond; all that he wanted was to
be sure that they were safely in their bedrooms. Cayley's
business would make no noise, give no sign, to attract the most
wakeful member of the household, so long as the household was
really inside the house.
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