He, too, was dumbfounded.
"Where is your master ?" Mrs.Weatherley asked.
"He retired an hour ago, madam," the man replied.

"It is most extraordinary, this." She began to shiver.

Groves leaned down and tried to peer through the keyhole.

He rose to his feet hastily.
"The lights are burning in the room, madam," he exclaimed, "and the key is not in the door on the other side! It looks very much as though burglars were at work there.

If you will allow me, I will go round to the window outside.