“How do you do, Miss Lindley?” he said; “please be seated.”
His manner was calm and pleasant, but his eyes said plainly, “Now, what’s up? Have you got any news for me?”
I answered Mr Gray’s eyes, not his voice. I did not sit down, but stood close to him, as if I was in haste to be gone.
“I want an order to view Cousin Geoffrey’s house,” I said.
“What, again?” he asked.
“Yes, and I am in a great hurry.”
Mr Gray’s eyes grew absolutely eager and hurried in their speech, but his voice was as cool as ever.
“You had better take a chair,” he said.
Still replying to his eyes, I continued to stand.
“I want an order to view the house,” I said. “I want you to give me a letter to the caretakers asking them to allow me to go where I please alone; and I want you to give me all Cousin Geoffrey’s keys.”