He felt indeed that their whole
turn-out was far too conspicuous considering the real nature of
their errand, and far too likely to attract attention, and he
wondered if Deede Dawson's subtle and calculating mind had not for
some private reason desired that to be so.
"He is keeping well in the background himself," Dunn mused. "He may
reckon that if things go wrong--in case of any pursuit--it's a
good move perhaps in a way, but he may find an unexpected check to
his king opened on him."
The drive was a long one, and Ella noticed that though Dunn consulted
his map frequently, he never appeared in any doubt concerning the way.
A little before three they drove into the village that lay round the
park gates of Wreste Abbey.
Motors were not allowed in the park, so Dunn put theirs in the garage
of the little hotel, that was already almost full, for visiting day
at Wreste Abbey generally drew a goodly number of tourists, while
Ella and Allen, in odd companionship, walked up to the Abbey by the
famous approach through the chestnut avenue.
Allen was quiet and surly, and much on his guard, and very
uncomfortable in Ella's company, and Ella herself, though for
different reasons was equally silent.
But the beauty of the walk through the chestnut avenue, and of the
vista with the great house at the end, drew from her a quick
exclamation of delight.
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