Chapter threeThe door was opened by an elderly man with white hair.
He looked at Norina questioningly and then she he took from her pocket the card that Dawes had given her and held it out to him.
“I have come from Hunt’s Domestic Agency,” she said.
The man took the card and looked at it. Then, leaving Norina standing just inside the door, he walked across the hall.
He disappeared under the stairs and Norina heard him shout,
“Mr. Blanc! Mr. Blanc!”
She waited.
The house appeared to be well-furnished and obviously belonged to somebody who had money.
A few seconds later a middle-aged man whom she guessed must be a senior servant or secretary came hurrying towards her.
He held the card from the Agency in his hand and as he looked at her, Norina thought that he seemed somewhat surpris
