"Oh! it's you, is it, Chetwode?" he remarked, with an air of relief. "So you're back, eh? Pleasant luncheon?"
"Very pleasant indeed, thank you, sir," Arnold replied.
"Mrs. Weatherley send any message?" her husband asked, with ill-assumed indifference.
"None at all, sir."
Mr. Weatherley sighed. He seemed a little disappointed.
"Did you lunch at the Carlton?"
"We took our coffee there afterwards," Arnold said. "We lunched at a small foreign restaurant near Oxford Street."
"The Count Sabatini was there?"
"Yes, sir," Arnold told him. "Also Mr. Starling."
Mr. Weatherley nodded slowly.