"Then you think there is really danger ?" The Doctor's eyes were grave.
"Well--those letters--" he dropped the letter on the table.

"They mean something.

Here you are--isolated the village two miles away--and enough shrubbery round the place to hide a dozen assassins--" If his manner had been in the slightest degree melodramatic, Dale would have found the ominous sentences more easy to discount.

But this calm, intent statement of fact was a chill touch at her heart.

And yet-- "But what enemies can Aunt Cornelia have ?" she asked helplessly.
"Any man will tell you what I do," said the Doctor with increasing seriousness.