'I am not good at that.

I'll keep quiet, unless we have to handle them.' 'All right, and if you have any trouble I'll join in and help you.
Just set your back against the door if they try to get out while I am speaking.' 'Yes.' That was all, and they went on in the gathering gloom, through the three rooms of the library, to the door of the old study, from which a short winding staircase led up to the two small rooms which Griggs was occupying.
Three quiet men in dark clothes were standing together in the twilight, in the bay window at the other side of the room, and they moved and turned their heads quickly as the door opened.

Logotheti went up to them, while Griggs remained near the door, looking on.
'What can I do for you ?' inquired the Greek, with much urbanity.
'We wished to speak with Mr.Van Torp, who is stopping here,' answered the one of the three men who stood farthest forward.
'Oh yes, yes!' said Logotheti at once, as if assenting.

'Certainly! Lady Maud Leven, Lord Creedmore's daughter--Lady Creedmore is away, you know--has asked us to inquire just what you want of Mr.Van Torp.' 'It's a personal matter,' replied the spokesman.

'I will explain it to him, if you will kindly ask him to come here a moment.' Logotheti smiled pleasantly.
'Quite so,' he said.