No time for explanations. This lady is a friend of mine."
"Well, for the love of--"
"I will take you to Miss Thackeray's room," said Barnes, leading her
swiftly through the narrow passage. "She will make you comfortable for
the--that is until I am able to secure a room for you. Come on,
Dillingford."
"My God, Barnes, have you been in an automobile smash-up? You--"
"Don't wake the house! Where is her room?"
"You know just as well as I do. All right,--all right! Don't bite me!
I'm coming."
Miss Thackeray was awake. She had heard the pounding. Through the
closed door she asked what on earth was the matter.
"I have a friend here,--a lady. Will you dress as quickly as possible
and take her in with you for a little while?" He spoke as softly as
possible.
There was no immediate response from the inside. Then Miss Thackeray
observed, quite coldly: "I think I'd like to hear the lady's voice, if
you don't mind. I recognise yours perfectly, Mr. Barnes, but I am not
in the habit of opening my--"
"Mr. Barnes speaks the truth," said Miss Cameron. "But pray do not
disturb--"
"I guess I don't need to dress," said Miss Thackeray, and opened her
door. "Come in, please.
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