VII.
Delicious, warm, shining day. She had her coat and hat on ready to go down with him. The hansom stood waiting in the street.
They were looking up the place on the map, when the loud double knock came.
"That's for Peters. He's always getting wires—"
"If we don't go to-day we shall never go. We've only got five more now."
The long, soft rapping on the door of the room. Knuckles rapping out their warning. "You can't say I don't give you time."
Richard took the orange envelope.
"It's for you, Mary."
"Oh, Richard, 'Come at once. Mother ill.—DORSY.'"
She would catch the ten train. That was what the hansom was there for.