It was a quiet, kindly voice, but one with firmness in it. A woman was standing in the doorway, and Sherry rubbing against her. She was young, quite pretty, and was dressed in a red suit. She walked to the fireplace and straightened the ornaments there.
"Down, Sherry, "she said." Anyone would think I'd been away for a month! "She smiled at Horace, and went on, "However, I came back just in time, though I didn't expect to meet a burglar."
Horace had some hope because she seemed to be amused by meeting him. He might avoid trouble if he treated her the right way. He replied, "I didn't expect to meet one of the family."