Mr.
Dark winked at me again, and made her a low bow.
"Lady's maid," I heard him whisper to himself.

"A fine woman to look at, but a damned bad one to deal with." I turned round on him, rather angry at his cool ways, and looked hard at him just before I opened the library door.

Mr.Dark looked hard at me.

"All right," says he.

"I can show myself in." And he knocks at the door, and opens it, and goes in with another wicked wink, all in a moment.
Half an hour later the bell rang for me.