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"You will excuse me if I leave you--"
"Don't mention it, old man," said the new guest, rather more curtly
than he intended. "I'll take it easy."
"Shall I have the butler telephone to Blitherwood to say that you
won't be home to dinner?"
"It would be better if he were to say that I wasn't home to dinner,"
said Mr. Blithers. "It's over by this time."
"Something to drink while you're--"
"No, thanks. I can wait," and he sat down.
"You don't mind my--"
"Not at all."
Mr. Blithers settled himself in the big porch chair and glowered at
the shadowy hills on the opposite side of the valley. The little
cottage of the Feltons came directly in his line of vision. He
scowled more deeply than before. At the end of fifteen minutes he
started up suddenly and, after a quick uneasy glance about him,
started off across the lawn, walking more rapidly than was his wont.
He had remembered that his chauffeur was waiting for him with the car
just around a bend in the road--and had been waiting for two hours
or more.
"Go home," he said to the man.


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