Then, mounting the veranda steps, he knocked boldly at a side door; the door nearest to him.

As the maids were in the kitchen or making up the bedrooms, his knock was unheard.

Half hidden by the veranda vines, he waited.
The car came down the driveway and circled the house to the side farthest from Dugan.

There, at the front door, it halted.

The Mistress and Lad got out.