She thought for a minute.
"At seven o'clock," she answered. "Please go away now. I have a dressmaker coming to see me."
I turned away, but I had scarcely gone half a dozen paces before she called me back.
"Capitaine Rotherby," she said, "there is something to tell you."
I waited expectantly.
"Yes?" I murmured.
She avoided meeting my eyes.
"You need not trouble any further about my uncle," she said. "He has returned."
"Returned!" I exclaimed. "When?"
"A very short time ago," she answered. "He is very unwell. It will not be possible for any one to see him for a short time. But he has returned!"