Presently a light switched on, and a woman, followed by a man, appeared cautiously, in the half-opened doorway.
"Sir William Franks ?" said Aaron.
"Si, signore." And Aaron stepped with his two bags inside the gate.

Huge dogs jumped round.

He stood in the darkness under the trees at the foot of the park.

The woman fastened the gate--Aaron saw a door--and through an uncurtained window a man writing at a desk--rather like the clerk in an hotel office.

He was going with his two bags to the open door, when the woman stopped him, and began talking to him in Italian.