"Forgive me," said Amelia Lanteglos, "but I thought it was—somebody else. Where did 'ee come from, sur?"
"I can't tell you now, Amelia," I said; "is your Mistress safe?"
"Saafe. Iss, sure; but she've bin purtly frightened."
"Yes."
"Maaster Otho mimicked the knock. Three times ya knaw, and I opened the door. She ded think t'was he knockin' again."
"That is why I was refused admittance?"
"Iss, sur, that's ev et."
"Can you take me to your mistress now?"
"Iss, sur; come this way."