of the car and took out the Gladstone and the B-4 bag Rand had brought
with him.

"If you don't mind entering the house from the rear, sir, we can go up
those steps, there, and through the rear hall," the butler suggested,
almost as though he were making some indecent and criminal proposal.

Rand told him to forget the protocol and lead the way. The butler picked
up the bags and conducted him up a short flight of concrete steps to a
landing and a door opening into a short hall above. An open door from
this gave access to a longer hall, stretching to the front of the house,
and there was a third door, closed, which probably led to the servants'
domain.

Rand followed his guide through the open door and into the long hall,
which passed under an arch to extend to the front door. There was a door
on either side, about midway to the arch under the front stairway; the
one on the right was the dining-room, Walters explained, and the one on
the left was the library. He seemed to be still suffering from the
ignominy of admitting a house-guest through any but the main portal.

Emerging into the front hallway, he put down the bags, took Rand's hat
and coat and laid them on top of the luggage, and then went to an open
doorway on the right, standing in it and coughing delicately, before
announcing that Colonel Rand was here.

Gladys Fleming, wearing a pale blue frock, came forward as Rand entered
the parlor, her hand extended. The two other women in the big parlor
remained motionless. They would be the sisters, Geraldine Varcek and
Nelda Dunmore. Rand didn't wonder that they resented Gladys so bitterly;