"We could just go round and have little wee keek..." Susan suggested cajolingly.
No, they couldn't, said Midge firmly. What kind of a little wee keek would they get in the pitch dark? Susan's mother came in just then, with the suggestion that the girls might start making themselves useful, setting the table for supper and so on... And then Susan's father came home from his office. Much to Tessa's relief it was a nice, cosy, peaceful evening after all, with no more worrying talk about Bluebeard's Chamber. Thank goodness, she thought, Susan has forgotten all about it...
She should have known Susan better.
From A JOB FOR SUSAN, Chapter 3, Encounter with an Ogre.