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As he neared the recumbent group he
paused irresolutely and allowed his gaze to shift toward the road
below. Then he came on and as he drew alongside the interested umpire
he leaned over and spoke in a low tone of voice.
"What?" demanded King, squinting.
"Just coming in the gate, sir," said the footman.
King shot a glance over his shoulder and then sat up in astonishment.
"Good Lord! Blithers! What the deuce can he be doing here? I say,
Loraine! Hi!"
"Vantage in," cried his pretty wife, dashing a stray lock from her
eyes.
Mr. King's astonishment was genuine. It might better have been
pronounced bewilderment. Mr. Blithers was paying his first visit to
Red Roof. Up to this minute it is doubtful if he ever had accorded it
so much as a glance of interest in passing. He bowed to King
occasionally at the station, but that was all.
But now his manner was exceedingly friendly as he advanced upon the
group. One might have been pardoned for believing him to be a most
intimate friend of the family and given to constantly dropping in at
any and all hours of the day.


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