`` Oh , will Uncle Roger never come home ! '' sobbed Felicity . `` I know he 'll laugh at us awful , but it 's better to be laughed at than scared like this . '' Uncle Roger did not come until nearly ten . Never was there a more welcome sound than the rumble of his wheels in the lane . We ran to the orchard gate and swarmed across the yard , just as Uncle Roger alighted at the front door . He stared at us in the moonlight . `` Have you tormented any one into eating more bad berries , Felicity ? '' he demanded . `` Oh , Uncle Roger , do n't go in , '' implored Felicity seriously . `` There 's something dreadful in there -- something that rings a bell . Peter heard it . Do n't go in . '' `` There 's no use asking the meaning of this , I suppose , '' said Uncle Roger with the calm of despair . `` I 've gave up trying to fathom you young ones . Peter , where 's the key ? What yarn have you been telling ? '' `` I DID hear a bell ring , '' said Peter stubbornly . Uncle Roger unlocked and flung open the front door . As he did so , clear and sweet , rang out ten bell-like chimes .
`` That 's what I heard , '' cried XXXXX .
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