"Pray do not depart, Turnor," he said, in his usual pompous manner. "I have no secrets from you. I trust, Mr. Fanks, that you see no objection in my adopting this course?"
"Certainly, I see no objection," replied Fanks, quietly. "Let Dr. Turnor stay by all means. I have nothing particular to say."
Turnor, who had resumed his chair, looked up at this, and Renshaw stared at his visitor with pompous indignation.
"Then why are you here, sir?" he demanded in a more confident tone.
Fanks shrugged his shoulders. "Really, I cannot tell you, unless it is because you left a message at my office that you wished to see me."
"I did so in fulfilment of my promise to communicate with you before leaving London."
"Indeed! So you think of starting again on your travels? You will like that much better than staying in London."
"There is no reason why I should not like to stay in London," said Renshaw, with an angry glance.
"No reason in the world, that I can see."
"I am going out to India--to Bombay. I proceed to Aden by the 'Oceana,' and there I exchange into the 'Cylde.'"