'Quite so.'
'Yes? Well, give my kind regards to Ottley, and thank you so much.'
They shook hands, she rang the bell, and he rushed out as if he was in a violent hurry, leaving Edith rather bewildered.
At dinner that evening Edith said—
'Fancy, Bruce, Raggett called today!'
Bruce dropped his spoon in the soup and looked up.
'Raggett? He—do you mean to say he came here?'
'Yes. He paid a visit. Why shouldn't he?'
'I don't know, but it seems a very odd thing. He never pays visits. What did he seem to think of the flat?'
'He didn't say. He talked about his work.'