Diamond, who had followed into the hall, whispered to her as she closed the door-- "Tell Miss Coleman.

It's Miss Coleman he wants to see." "I don't know" said the maid.

"He don't look much like a gentleman." "He is, though; and I know him, and so does Miss Coleman." The maid could not but remember Diamond, having seen him when he and his father brought the ladies home.

So she believed him, and went to do what he told her.
What passed in the little parlour when Miss Coleman came down does not belong to my story, which is all about Diamond.

If he had known that Miss Coleman thought Mr.Evans was dead, perhaps he would have managed differently.