CHAPTER LXVII

A Green Archer Comes to Lady's Manor Valerie, who knew nothing of the old man's interest in her safety, went back to the house, shaken by her danger. The servants were out; her father would not be back until seven; and all the time the "_clok-clok_" of shooting was getting on her nerves. Should she go and join the village throng who were gaping at this strange sight? She wished that Spike would come. But Spike was alternately in the firing-line and at the telephone, shooting staccato phrases into the ear of the off…