28/29 Be sure you don't come till I do ring," and Miss Loach emphasized this last order with a flash of her brilliant eyes. Shortly before eight o'clock there was a ring at the front door. She opened it to a tall lady, with gray hair, who leaned on an ebony cane. With her were two men, one a rather rough foolish-looking fellow, and the other tall, dark, and well-dressed in an evening suit. A carriage was just driving away from the gate. |