The horror on the girl's face made Framton swing around in his seat. What did he see?

When Framton turned around, he saw in the deepening twilight three figures walking across the lawn towards the window. They all carried guns under their arms and one of them also had a white coat hung over his shoulders. A tired brown spaniel kept close at their heels. They neared the house noiselessly, and then a hoarse young voice said, “I say, Bertie, why do you bound?”