The only thing of which she was not certain was how many people inhabited the club premises. Naturally she wished to disclose her presence to as few people as possible.
Whilst she was hesitating as to her best line of attack, the problem was solved for her in a singularly easy fashion. The door of No. 14 opened and Alfred himself came out.
"Good-afternoon, Alfred," said Bundle pleasantly.
Alfred jumped.
"Oh! good-afternoon, your ladyship. I—I didn't recognize your ladyship just for a moment."
Paying a tribute in her own mind to her maid's clothing, Bundle proceeded to business.
"I want a few words with you, Alfred? Where shall we go?"
"Well—really, my lady—I don't know—it's not what you might call a nice part round here—I don't know, I'm sure—"
Bundle cut him short.
"Who's in the club?"