But I'd like if you could find out about the dog, for Mr.
Meldon was saying a lot about him this morning, and I'd be thankful if
I knew what sort of a dog he was."
CHAPTER XVIII.
Meldon rode rapidly westwards out of the town, in the direction of
Ballymoy House. He swept round the sharp corner and through the
entrance gate at high speed, leaning over sideways at so impressive an
angle that the six Callaghan children, who were standing in the porch
of the gate lodge, cheered enthusiastically. He disappeared from their
view before their shouts subsided, and rushed up the avenue. He
reached the gravel sweep in front of the house, pressed on both brakes
with all his force, brought the bicycle to an abrupt standstill, and
dismounted amid a whirling cloud of dust and small stones. He rang the
door bell furiously. Finding that the door was not immediately opened
he rang again, and then a third time, leaving less than half a minute
between the peals. Then a maid, breathless, and in a very bad temper,
opened the door and asked him what he wanted.
"I must see Miss King at once," said Meldon, "on most important
business.
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