“Then come in.”
The woman turned toward the door, which opened at once. As Merry followed her he saw the door had been opened by a singularly grave-looking Chinaman.
“John,” said the mysterious woman, “these are my guests.”
“Velly well, miss,” nodded the Celestial.
“They will remain as long as they choose and are to have the best the house affords while here.”
“Velly well, miss.”
“Take them upstairs and let them select their own rooms.”
“Velly well, miss.”
Then, turning to Frank, the woman said:
“Dinner will be served in an hour. I think you will be ready by that time.”