So they vanished up the stairway and out of my ken for ever.
When they had gone I started again and ran straight into Lady Ragnall.
If her guests had been angry, it was clear that _she_ was furious, almost weeping with rage, indeed.

Moreover, she turned and rent me.
"You are a wretch," she said, "to run away and leave me all day long with those horrible people.

Well, they will never come here again, for I have told them that if they do the servants have orders to shut the door in their faces." Not knowing what to say I remarked that I had spent a most instructive evening in the museum, which seemed to make her angrier than ever.

At any rate she whisked off without even saying "good night" and left me standing there.

Afterwards I learned that the A.-S.'s had calmly informed Lady Ragnall that she had stolen their property and demanded that "as an act of justice" she should make a will leaving everything she possessed to them, and meanwhile furnish them with an allowance of L4,000 a year.