"The Sparrow's hut! Well, of course! What a brainwave! Fancy not thinking of it!"
"It came to me in a flash," said Nicky proudly, "when I was looking at the Sparrow's stones and thinking that they were better than her boring old photography."
"Well, let's get down there quickly and look."
"You bet," said Nicky.
From NORTHMEAD NUISANCE, Chapter 8, A Spoke in Gail's Wheel.