Sure enough, at the regular time his tall figure came in view.
Darrell managed it so that at this moment he was nearly opposite the house.
He could see Joe without looking in a particular manner across the street, and he saw that the other appeared nervous and worried.
Was his guilty secret wearing on his mind?
Something undoubtedly disturbed him.
Any one could see that from the expression on his face.
As usual, when he came in front of the house, he turned and looked up the street, as though he were afraid lest some one whom he knew would recognize him.
Then he went up the steps.
There was no ringing the bell.
With a key he opened the door as though proprietor there.