'So did I!' I muttered.
'I wish I knew whether Mr. Turton had come,' she said.
'Can't you find out?' I suggested.
'Perhaps I can see from the hall,' she answered, and as the front door bell rang again she left me alone in the room.
A few seconds later she hastily re-entered.
'There are two!' she cried, excitedly.
'Is one of them Mr. Turton?' I demanded.
'I could not see distinctly through the glass door,' she said. 'Only I am quite positive there are two.'
As she spoke, and I gave myself up for lost, the butler hastened past the open door of the room in the act of thrusting his left arm into his sleeve. The bell was rung a second time.
'Do have another look!' I urged, and once more Jacintha darted out of the room, while I felt, for my own part, as if my feet were riveted to one particular part of the carpet.