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"Really! Who is he?"

"Come and see. You'll be glad to meet him."

"Hang your mystifications!"

"Not mine. But there he is at the door. Those fellows, by the way, who went

off in the automobile were Germans, but the old man assured me it is quite
safe to accept his invitation."

While speaking they had led their horses to the house. They tied them up in
a thick shrubbery behind the lawn, and went up the steps to the front door.

"How do you do, Amory?" said Granger in his natural voice, holding out

his hand.

"By George!" gasped Kenneth. "A splendid get-up; I shouldn't have known

you. What a Proteus you are!"

"Without his prophetic gifts, or I should have expected you. Come in: I
have some interesting news for you."

"But what--- "

"What am I?" Granger interposed. "I am an old family servant who, like the
domestic cat, stuck to the old place after the family had left. I am caretaker,
pro tem.--and the time will be very short, I fancy. We will bar the door; I

am very vigilant. Now I am at your service."