Pausing now and then to root amid the strewn leaves, she made her leisurely way toward the open lawn with its two-hundred-year-old shade-oaks, and its flower-borders which still held a few toothsome bulbs.
The second intruder entered the grounds in much more open fashion.

He was a man in the late twenties; well-set up, neatly, even sprucely, dressed; and he walked with a slight swagger.

He looked very much at home and very certain of his welcome.
A casual student of human nature would have guessed him to be a traveling salesman, finely equipped with nerve and with confidence in his own goods.

The average servant would have been vastly impressed with his air of self assurance; and would have admitted him to the house, without question.

(The long-memoried warden of Auburn Prison would have recognized him as Alf Dugan, one of the cleverest automobile thieves in the East.) Mr.Dugan was an industrious young man; as well as ingenious.