"Oh, I hate to! We really haven't any right to go into a strange house like this!"
"But Father said to! Come on!" And grasping King's hand, Midget urged him inside. They stood in the middle of a pretty and attractively furnished hall, but saw or heard no people.
"Hello, Mr. Nobody!" said Marjorie, still clasping King's hand tightly, for the situation was a little weird.
"Hello, yourself!" responded a cheery voice, but they couldn't see any one.
The voice reassured King, and he said, humorously, "I see Nobody! How do you do, sir?"
"Quite well," answered the same voice, but it was a bit muffled, and they couldn't judge where it came from. Also it sounded very gay and laughing, and Marjorie thought it seemed a bit familiar, though she couldn't place it.
"My father sent a message," went on King, sturdily. "He says he wants Nobody's advice and assistance."
"What a self-reliant man!" said the voice, and then from behind a portière a laughing face appeared, followed by a man's active body. At the same time, from an opposite portière, a lady sprang out and took Marjorie in her arms.
"Cousin Ethel!"
"Cousin Jack!"