He let himself in with his latchkey. He went moodily into the dining-room and got out the plans to look at them. He had a vague hope that there would prove to be only ten bedrooms. But he found there were still eleven. He became aware of Ann standing over him. "Look 'ere, Artie!" said Ann.
He looked up and found her holding a number of white oblongs. His eyebrows rose.
"It's Callers," said Ann.
He put his plans aside slowly and took and read the cards in silence, with a sort of solemnity. Callers after all! Then perhaps he wasn't to be left out of the world after all. Mrs. G. Porrett Smith, Miss Porrett Smith, Miss Mabel Porrett Smith, and two smaller cards of the Rev. G. Porrett Smith. "Lor'!" he said, "Clergy!"
"There was a lady," said Ann, "and two growed-up gals—all dressed up!"
"And 'im?"
"There wasn't no 'im."
"Not——?" He held out the little card.
"No; there was a lady and two young ladies."