Undershell. But they know I'm here; how am I to account for all the time——?
Tredwell. Excuse me, sir. I thought of that, and it occurred to me as it might be more agreeable to your feelings, sir, if I conveyed an impression that you had only just arrived—'aving missed your train, sir.
Undershell (overjoyed). How am I to thank you? that was really most discreet of you—most considerate!
Tredwell. I am truly rejoiced to hear you say so, sir. And I'll take care nothing leaks out. And if you'll be kind enough to follow me to the droring-room, the ladies are waiting to see you.
Undershell (to himself). I may actually meet Lady Maisie Mull after all! (Aloud, recollecting his condition.) But I can't go down like this. I'm in such a horrible mess!
Tredwell. I reelly don't perceive it, sir; except a little white on your coat-collar behind. Allow me—there it's off now. (He gives him a hand-glass) If you'd like to see for yourself.
Undershell (to himself as he looks). A slight pallor, that's all. I am more presentable than I could have hoped. (Aloud.) Have the kindness to take me to Lady Culverin at once.
In the Chinese Drawing-room. A few minutes later.
Sir Rupert (to Undershell, after the introductions have been gone through). And so you missed the 4.55 and had to come on by the 7.30 which stops everywhere, eh?
Undershell. It—it certainly does stop at most stations.