"Mr. Boggs and Mr. Donley are both guests here, sir."
"Is Miss Lacey also a guest here?"
"Yes, sir; Miss Lacey and Mr. Lacey, sir."
"Who is he?"
"Her father, sir."
"Hm. They all fly?"
"Not Mr. Lacey, sir; but the other genilemen; and some of the ladies. Aeronautics, sir, are popular here."
"Apparently. How many guests altogether are here?"
"I believe you must have seen them all, sir, when you came up—except Mr. Lacey. May I assist you now, sir?"
"I'm used to dressing myself," said Pete. "So is Mr. Carrick. If we get in great difficulty struggling with the buttons, we may ring for you. Run along."
I returned to a window when the valet was gone and saw Bane, alone, approaching the house.
"He's made up his mind about us," I interpreted for Pete the complete positiveness of our host's step.
