“It is, as you see, a well-equipped laboratory,” he said—“worth coming to see, I think.”
“Yes, but, Jeffrey——”
“You are interested? I thought you would be; won’t you sit down?”
She looked about her with puzzled eyes.
“Do sit,” said Ember in his quiet, friendly way. “You will find this chair more comfortable than the benches.”
He brought it forward as he spoke—a high-backed chair with arms. It struck her then as a curious piece of furniture to find in a laboratory.
“Brought here on purpose for you,” said Ember.
But Raymond did not sit. Instead she rested her hands lightly on the back of the chair, and, looking across it, said:
“Jeffrey, what does all this mean?”
“I’m going to tell you,” said Ember seriously. “I have brought you here to tell you, only I wish you would sit down.”