THE DUKE'S DRESSING-GOWN Thinking thus, I almost forgot the storm, but coming to a slight descent where the road was very smooth I became conscious that my wheel was inclined to slip, and if I were not careful I might come to grief.

But no sooner had I reached the bottom of the declivity than I beheld on my right a lighted doorway.

Without the slightest hesitation I turned through the wide gateway, the posts of which I could scarcely see, and stopped in front of a small house by the side of a driveway.
Waiting for no permission, I carried my bicycle into a little covered porch.

I then approached the door, for I was now seeking not only shelter but an opportunity to dry myself.

I do not believe a sponge could have been more thoroughly soaked than I was.
At the very entrance I was met by a little man in short jacket and top-boots.
"I heard your step," said he.