"Quiet!" But Harry had not always found it so; it was the quieter for his absence.
"I like being there better than anywhere else," was Andy's simple explanation of his movements.
A clerk came in and handed him a card. "I told the lady you had somebody with you, and asked her to take a seat in the outer room for a moment."
Andy read the card. "I'll ring," he said absently, and looked across at Harry.
"Lady? Eminent authoress? Or is this not business? Have her in—don't hide her, Andy!"
"It's Vivien Wellgood."
Harry turned his head sharply. "What brings her here?"
"I don't know. I was to meet her and Doris Flower for lunch, and go down with them to Meriton afterwards. Perhaps something's happened to stop it, and she's come to tell me."
A curious smile adorned Harry's handsome features. He looked doubtful, yet decidedly interested.
"I'd better go out and see her," said Andy. "I mustn't keep her waiting."