"By all means."
"Shall I turn out the electric lights in the smoking-room?"
"Yes, we're evidently the last."
A moment later they stood on the upper landing about to separate for the night.
"The woman was behind that screen at the foot of the stairs," said Kent-Lauriston.
"Yes, I know," replied the Secretary.
"Good-night, my dear Stanley."
"Good-night, old man. You possess a rare talent."
"Yes?"