"By all means go in first, officer. I will remain here in the cab until you return to summon me," answered the duke.
Detective Setter went up to the door and knocked, and then waited a few seconds until the door was opened, and he was admitted by an unseen hand.
A few minutes elapsed, and then detective Setter reappeared, and came up to the cab and said:
"She will see you at once, early as it is, your grace, I do not know what in the world possesses the old woman; but she is chuckling in the most insane manner in the anticipation of meeting you 'face to face,' as she calls it."
"Well, we shall soon see," said the duke, as, with a resigned air, he followed Mr. Setter into the house.
The detective led him up stairs to the gaudy parlor which had once been Rose Cameron's sitting-room.
There was no one present; but the detective handed a chair to the duke, and begged him to sit down and wait for Mrs. Brown's appearance.
The duke threw himself into the chair, and gazed around him upon the garish scene, until a chamber door opened, and Mrs. Brown, in her Sunday's best suit, sailed in. The duke arose.
Mrs. Brown came on toward him, courtesying stiffly, and saying:
"Good morning to you, Mr. Scott! It is a many months since I have had the pleasure of seeing you in this house."