There was a light in the hall and another upon the broad porch.

Around the house a mass of trees and shrubbery loomed dark and forbidding.
"Where am I ?" demanded Louise, drawing back haughtily as the man extended a hand toward her.
"At your destination, miss," was the answer.

"Will you please enter ?" "No! Not until I have an explanation of this--this--singular, high-handed proceeding," she replied, firmly.
Then she glanced at the house.

The hall door had opened and a woman stood peering anxiously at the scene outside.
With sudden resolve Louise sprang up the steps and approached her.

Any woman, she felt, in this emergency, was a welcome refuge.
"Who are you ?" she asked eagerly, "and why have I been brought here ?" "_Mademoiselle_ will come inside, please," said the woman, with a foreign accent.