CHAPTER 8 

Early the next morning, Rufus rang at the cottage gate. 

"Well, Mr. Frenchman, and how do _you_ git along? And how's Amelius?" 

Toff, standing before the gate, answered with the utmost respect, but showed no inclination to let the visitor in. 

"Amelius has his intervals of laziness," Rufus proceeded; "I bet he's in bed!" 

"My young master was up and dressed an hour ago, sir--he has just gone out." 

"That is so, is it? Well, I'll wait till he comes back." He pushed by Toff, and walked into the cottage. "Your foreign ceremonies are clean thrown away on me," he said, as Toff tried to stop him in the hall. "I'm the American savage; and I'm used up with travelling all night. Here's a little order for you: whisky, bitters, lemon, and ice--I'll take a cocktail in the library." 

Toff made a last desperate effort to get between the visitor and the door. "I beg your pardon, sir, a thousand times; I must most respectfully entreat you to wait--" 

Before he could explain himself, Rufus, with the most perfect good humour, pulled the old man out of his way. "What's troubling this venerable creature's mind--" he inquired of himself, "does he think I don't know my way in?" 

He opened the library door--and found himself face to face with Sally. She had risen from her chair, hearing voices outside, and hesitating whether to leave the room or not. They confronted each other, on either side of the table, in silent dismay. For once Rufus was so completely bewildered, that he took refuge in his customary form of greeting before he was aware of it himself. 
Where does this story take place?
Who was the guest?
Who was the master?
Was he at the house?
Do we know where he went?
Who ordered the drink?
What did he drink?
on the rocks?
where was the drink served?
Who was in there?
What was she doing?
What caused her to rise?
Whos voices?
Where did they sit?
cottage.
 walked into the cottage.
Rufus
 Rufus rang at the cottage gate. 

Mr. Frenchman
 Mr. Frenchman, and how do _you_ git along?
no
My young master was up and dressed an hour ago, sir
no
My young master was up and dressed an hour ago, sir--he has just gone out." 
Rufus
Rufus rang at the cottage gate
a cocktail
I'll take a cocktail in the library." 

no
and ice--I'll take a cocktail
in the library
I'll take a cocktail in the library." 
Sally.
found himself face to face with Sally.
She had risen from her chair
She had risen from her chair
she was hearing voices outside
 risen from her chair, hearing voices outside
Rufus  and Mr. Frenchman
Rufus rang at the cottage gate. 

"Well, Mr. Frenchman,
on either side of the table
hey confronted each other, on either side of the table, in silent dismay.