Shall I run up-stairs and see if she is in
her room?"
"Open the door."
Beeves laid violent hold upon the handle of the door, and pulled and
twisted, but always took care to pull before he twisted.
"I declare if that stupid Ann 'aint been and locked it. It aint nice in
the garden to-day, sir--leastways without goloshes," added he, looking
down at his master's slippers.
Now the colonel understood Beeves, and Beeves knew that he understood him.
But Beeves knew likewise that the colonel would not give in to the
possibility of his servant's taking such liberties with him.
"Never mind," said the colonel; "I will go the other way."
The moment he was out of sight, Beeves opened the garden-door, and began
gesticulating like a madman, fully persuaded that the doctor would make
his escape. But so far from being prepared to run away, Harry had come
there with the express intention of forcing a conference. So that when the
colonel made his appearance on the terrace, the culprits walked slowly
towards him. He went to meet them with long military strides, and was the
first to speak.
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