I came to this door because I wanted a little talk with you." Craig's attitude was perfect.

He was mystified, but he remained respectful.
"Will you come inside ?" he invited.
She shook her head.
"I am afraid," she confided, "of what I am going to say being overheard.
Come with me down to the garage for a moment." She pointed to the wooden building which stood about fifty yards away from the house.

Craig hesitated.
"If you wish it, miss," he assented doubtfully.

"I will get the keys." He disappeared for a moment and came out again almost immediately afterwards with a bunch of keys in his hand.

He seemed a little disturbed.
"I am doing as you wish, Miss Lenora," he said, "but there is nobody about here likely to overhear, and I have no secrets from my master." "Perhaps not," Lenora replied, "but I have.