"I have, sir. Mrs. Milton is in ignorance."
"And Stevens?"
"Miss Rivers was in the orchis-house, sir, half-an-hour since. Stevens saw Miss Rivers take the way of the shrubbery."
"Four o'clock. She will be in to afternoon tea," Mr. Dalrymple observed.
"Yes, sir," assented Slade.
A pause.
"That will do," said Mr. Dalrymple. He had a dignified yet very courteous manner of speaking to his servants.
Slade stood still, an anxious line across his forehead.
"If you please, sir, a gentleman desires to see you."
"A gentleman, eh?" Mr. Dalrymple looked up. "Who?"