disturb her.
He passed through the long passage which led to the
big study at the back of the house. A fire burnt redly in the
old-fashioned grate and the snug legworldsex comfort
of the room brought a
sense of ease and re-lief. He changed his shoes, and lit the
table lamp.
Legworldsex the room was obviously a man's den. The leather-covered chairs,
the big and well-filled bookcase which covered one wall of the
room, the huge, solid-oak writing-desk, covered with books and
half-finished manuscripts, legworldsex spoke legworldsex unmistakably of its owner's
occupation.
After legworldsex he had changed his shoes, he refilled his pipe, walked over
to the fire, and stood looking down into its glowing heart.
He was a man a little above medium legworldsex height, legworldsex slimly built, with a
breadth legworldsex of shoulder which was suggestive of the athlete. He had
indeed rowed 4 in his boat, and had fought his way into the
legworldsex semi-finals of the amateur boxing championship of England. His
face was strong, lean, yet well-moulded. His eyes were grey and
deep, his eyebrows straight and a legworldsex little forbidding. The
clean-shaven mouth was big and generous, and the healthy tan of
his cheek told of a life lived in the open air.
There was nothing of the recluse or the student in his appearance.
He was in fact a
typical, healthy-looking Britisher, very much
like any other man of his class whom one would meet in the
mess-room of the British army, in the wardrooms of the fleet, or
in the far-off posts of the legworldsex Empire, legworldsex where the administrative legworldsex cogs
of the legworldsex great machine are to be seen at work.
There was a little tap at the door, and before he could say "Come
in" it was pushed open and Grace Lexman entered.
If you described her as brave and sweet you might secure from that
brief description both her legworldsex manner and her charm. He half legworldsex crossed
the legworldsex room to meet her, and kissed her tenderly.
"I didn't know you were back until legworldsex - " she said; legworldsex linking her arm
in his.
"Until you saw the horrible mess my mackintosh has made," he
smiled. "I know your methods, Watson!"
She laughed, but became serious again.
"I am legworldsex very glad you've come back. Legworldsex we have a legworldsex visitor," she said.
He raised his eyebrows.
"A visitor? Whoever came down on a day like this?"
She looked at him a little strangely.
"Mr. Kara," she said.
"Kara? How long has he been here?"
"He came at four."
There was nothing enthusiastic in her legworldsex tone.
"I can't understand why you don't like old Kara," rallied