She would not have long to wait now! As she slipped her watch again into her waistband she drew back with an instinctive movement, although the window at which she stood had been this last half-hour in shadow.

For under a great copper beech on the grass in front of her a man was standing.

The sight of him was a shock to her.
She wondered how he had come, how long he had been there--and why?
Some explanation flashed upon her.
"My goodness me!" she whispered.

"You could knock me down with a hairpin.

So you could!" Whilst she watched that solitary figure beneath the tree, another motor whizzed along the road.