Delora turned to the servant whom he had summoned.
"Show this gentleman out, François," he said coldly.
Lamartine was a few minutes late. He drove up in a large motor-car with an elderly gentleman, who remained inside, and with whom he talked for a few minutes earnestly before he joined me.
"You forgive me?" he asked, as he handed his hat and stick to an attendant. "The chief kept me talking. He brought me down here himself."
I nodded.
"It is of no consequence," I said. "I have some news for you."
"Nothing," Lamartine declared, passing his arm through mine, "will surprise me."
"Delora is here," I said, "with his niece!"
Lamartine stopped short.