It is lost, yes." "But lost--where ?" I began.
"In the other carriage!" she exclaimed, and laughed freely.
Half hopping, she was across the walk, through the narrow gate, and up at the door before I could either offer an arm or ask for an explanation.

Some whim, however, seized her; some feeling that in fairness she ought to tell me now part at least of the reason for her summoning me to her aid.
"Sir," she said, even as her hand reached up to the door knocker; "I admit you have acted as a gentleman should.

I do not know what your message may be, but I doubt not it is meant for me.

Since you have this much claim on my hospitality, even at this hour, I think I must ask you to step within.

There may be some answer needed." "Madam," said I, "there _is_ an answer needed.