“What is that, Fisher!” asked the girl.
“There was a gentleman coming to see Mr. Kara, whom Mr. Kara particularly wanted to see.”
“Mr. Gathercole,” said the girl quickly.
Fisher nodded.
“Yes, miss, I couldn't get him to stay though.”
She pursed her lips thoughtfully.
“Mr. Kara will be very cross, but I don't see how you can help it. I wish you had called me.”
“He never gave a chance, miss,” said Fisher, with a little smile, “but if he comes again I'll show him straight up to you.”
She nodded.
“Is there anything you want, miss?” he asked as he stood at the door.