“Oh, by Jove!”
“Well, Mr. Laing?” said Dora.
“The morning you left—just after—there were two telegrams.”
“For me?” said each of his auditors.
“One for each of you, but
“Oh, give me mine.”
“Hand over mine, old chap.”
“I—I haven’t got ‘em.”
“What?”
“I—I’m awfully sorry, I.——I forgot ‘em.”