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 in the blue water; she looked at the grounds around the house, gay with flowers and restful with trees and lawns; she looked at the house itself—a magnificent piece of architecture in gray stone and red tiles. A gardener was raking leaves. Another was trimming a flower bed. A butler opened the door.

"Make yourself at home," said Perry, frowning as he looked around. "This is the library. I'll be back soon."

But instead of going into the library she walked along the hall to look at the painting which hung over the fireplace.

"How beautiful everything is!" she thought. "It's like a picture in a magazine, though I never saw a picture one-half as pretty as this."

She stopped to look at a bronze statuette at the bottom of the stairs, and while she stood there she heard Perry's voice coming from above.

"I told you one o'clock," he was saying in an angry voice.