"Gas stove in every room for emergencies," said Denry.
She glanced into a room.
"But," she cried, "it's all complete, ready! And as warm as toast."
"Yes," said Denry, "he gave orders. I can't think why on earth he isn't here."
At that moment an electric bell rang loud and sharp, and Mrs Machin jumped.
"There he is!" said Denry, moving to the door.
"Bless us! What will he think of us being here like? " Mrs Machin mumbled.
"Pooh!" said Denry, carelessly. And he opened the door.
V
Three persons stood on the newly-washed marble step—Mr and Mrs Cotterill and their daughter.