The door was not of the ordinary kind.

It fitted into the thickness of the partition wall, and worked in grooves.

Looking a little nearer, I saw that it had not been pulled out so as completely to close the doorway.

Only the merest chink was left; but it was enough to convey to my ears all that passed in the next room.
"What did you say, Oliver, when she asked for me ?" inquired a man's voice, pitched cautiously in a low key.
"I said I was not sure you were at home, sir," answered the voice of the servant who had let me in.
There was a pause.

The first speaker was evidently Major Fitz-David himself.