The figure turned, and the door began to close.
Someone - Conn hoped it was not himself - let a relieved foot slip. One pebble fell on to another pebble.
The door opened again, fast, and more than one person came out of it, shouting to neighbours.
His cousin would have to look after himself. Conn thought he slip by, and began to creep into the shadows at the back of the house.
Then he saw a horse. And by the horse, Jamie's shadow.