He gave a few directions to his valet about luggage, and drove off to Eaton Square.
The door was opened by an impenetrable caretaker.
"Is Lady Chesterford in?" asked the Prince.
"Her ladyship is not in London, sir," replied the man.
The Prince smiled. Dodo was evidently acting up to her refusal to answer his telegram.
"Ah, just so," he remarked. "Please take this to her, and say I am waiting."
He drew from his pocket a card, and the cutting from the Morning Post.
"Her ladyship is not in London," the man repeated.
"Perhaps you would let me have her address," said the Prince, feeling in his pockets.
"A telegram has come to-day, saying that her ladyship's address is uncertain," replied the caretaker.