“The haul is a big one, if they can make it,” replied Nick. “We must post Patsy at this door, and I will instruct the servants, on no account, to allow any one to pass the doors until the return of the wedding party, unless one of us is called.”
“There is a good deal of going in and out of the basement door in the rear of the house,” said Chick. “I fancy that I had better post myself down there for the present.”
“It is a good plan,” said Nick. “Where are the presents displayed?”
“On the second floor in a rear room,” replied Chick. “Finding that out, while you were gone, I put Ida in that room to maintain a close watch.”
“It could not have been better,” replied Nick.
Thus they waited, but not for long, before there was another diversion.
A florist wagon drove up rapidly to the door with two men in it. Hardly had they stopped and gotten down from it, than a third man rushed up in great haste.
Throwing open the rear doors of the wagon, the three took out a variety of flowers and ascended to the top of the steps, ringing the bell hurriedly.
The doorman threw open the door, and one man, rushing through, with his arms full of flowers, said:
“These are for the rear room on the second floor. Come along, men. Bring those other flowers quick.”