CHAPTER VII
IN the bedroom of the Burlingham butler there were two buzzers, one indicating the front door and the other the rear. The tingle of one of them penetrated the butler's dreams, and he turned on his pillow and tried to bury his head in it. Louder and more insistent grew the sound until it penetrated his consciousness. Edmonds awoke and sat up in bed. He was not in an amiable frame of mind. Possibly he swore at the bell. He turned on the light, eying malevolently the two bells above his door. Who, in the name of mischief, could be at the rear door this time of night?
He put on his dressing-gown and slipshods and started down the rear stairs, pressing the light buttons as he went. He
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