He peered forward over his desk at the tall graceful figure whose entrance had been so noiseless, and whose footsteps had been so light that she stood almost within a few feet of him before he was even aware of her presence.

Then his surprise was so great that he could only gasp out her name.
"You! Lucille!" She smiled upon him delightfully.
"Me! Lucille! Don't blame your servant.

I assured him that I was expected, so he allowed me to enter unannounced.

His astonishment was a delightful testimony to your reputation, by the bye.

He was evidently not used to these invasions." Brott had recovered himself by this time, and if any emotion still remained he was master of it.
"You must forgive my surprise!" he said.