"You know well, missy; I told you already."

She turned on him with blazing eyes, the green tint in them glowing like
emeralds.

"Come, none of that. If there is anything sensible which you wish to say
to me, you can see me here, just where we are, at seven o'clock."

He made no reply in words, but, putting the backs of his hands together,
bent lower and lower till his forehead touched the earth. Then he rose
and went slowly away.

Adam Salton, from his hiding-place, saw and wondered. In a few minutes
he moved from his place and went home to Lesser Hill, fully determined
that seven o'clock would find him in some hidden place behind Diana's
Grove.

At a little before seven Adam stole softly out of the house and took the
back-way to the rear of Diana's Grove. The place seemed silent and
deserted, so he took the opportunity of concealing himself near the spot
whence he had seen Oolanga trying to investigate whatever was concealed
behind the iron door. He waited, perfectly still, and at last saw a
gleam of white passing soundlessly through the undergrowth. He was not
surprised when he recognised the colour of Lady Arabella's dress. She
came close and waited, with her face to the iron door. From some place
of concealment near at hand Oolanga appeared, and came close to her. Adam
noticed, with surprised amusement, that over his shoulder was the box
with the mongoose. Of course the African did not know that he was seen
by anyone, least of all by the man whose property he had with him.