"Yes, yes, what did he say?"
"He said a good many things, some of which I wouldn't repeat, sir, not being respectful; but he asked for your official address, which I wouldn't give him, and said as he'd call you out—and spoke of bringing suit—and called you—wel-l, most everything, sir."
"You need not particularise, Randell."
"No, sir."
"Is that all?"
"Yes, sir. Except to my mind, he didn't seem really very much displeased over the matter."
Stanley grunted significantly. He thought he understood. Darcy could have wished for nothing better.
"I took the liberty, sir," continued the valet, serenely, "to bring your bag, ready packed, and your travelling rug and umbrella, thinking as you might be leaving town to-day, sir."
"Confound you, Randell, I believe you think me guilty after all."
"I thought as you were going to Mrs. Roberts' to-day, sir. You spoke of it to me a week ago, and had forgotten to give directions about your things, sir."