"No, sir."
"Is Mr. Richard Carton in?"
"Yes, sir."
"Give him my card, and say I wish to see him."
"Will you please walk this way, sir?" said the maidservant.
She ushered us into the dining-room, where she left us alone while she went to apprise Richard Carton of my visit. The room was exceedingly well furnished. Good pictures were on the walls, and there was a tasteful arrangement of bric-a-brac and bronzes. I had no time for further observation, the entrance of Richard Carton claiming my attention.
"Ah!" he exclaimed, "you have come. I was beginning to be afraid you would disappoint me."
"You delivered my letter to my wife?" I asked.
"Yes, and the desk. My guardian wanted to persuade me to leave it till this morning, but I would not."
"You were quite right."