“Yes, sir. Mrs. Douglas came very shortly after you went out. She wishes you to go to the Square this evening, sir.”
“This evening? I am afraid—Buckstone.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Is she looking well?”
“A little tired, sir. But quite well, I have no doubt.”
“How much of the luggage have you unpacked?”
“Only your portmanteau, sir. I thought——”
“So much the better. Pack it again. I am going to Brussels to-night. Find out about the trains. I shall want you to take a hansom and take a note to Chester Square; but come back at once without waiting to be spoken to.”
“Very good, sir.”
Douglas then sat down and wrote the note.