And he was obliged to
finish his luncheon in short order because Roberta and Ted, plainly
anxious to begin the afternoon's program, made such short work of it
themselves. They bade him farewell at the door of the dining-room like a
pair of lads who could hardly wait to be ceremonious in their eagerness
to be off, and the last he saw of them they were running up the
staircase hand in hand like the comrades they were.
During his intensely stupid researches Richard Kendrick could hear
faintly in the distance the thud of the basket-ball and the rumble of
the bowls. But within the hour these tantalizing sounds ceased, and, in
the midst of the fiercest dash of rain against the library window-panes
that had yet occurred that day, he suddenly heard the bang of the
back-hall entrance-door. He jumped to his feet and ran to reconnoitre,
for the library looked out through big French windows upon the lawn
behind the house, and he knew that the pair of holiday makers would
pass.
There they were! What could the rain matter to them? Clad in high
hunting boots and gleaming yellow oilskin coats, and with hunters' caps
on their heads, they defied the weather.
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