"Well, I didn't know they'd got another servant who crept about and listened at keyholes," protested Felicity.
Lady Matthews relapsed into silence. Her daughter was surprised to see something very like a frown on her face, but failed to get her to talk.
The frown was still there at lunchtime. Lady Matthews was unusually restless and twice murmured: "Why doesn't Frank come back? Tiresome!"
Shortly after two the telephone bell rang. Sir Humphrey, who was seated in the library, answered it and said a little hastily that Mr. Amberley was not in, and he didn't know where he could be found. Yes, of course a message would be delivered to him immediately he came in.
Lady Matthews, who had entered the room, wanted to know who was trying to get hold of Frank.
"Fountain," said Sir Humphrey. "Most odd message!"
"Well, dear?"
"I'm to tell Frank that he's gone up to London and won't be in till late. Did Frank want to see him?"
"I don't know. Quite possibly. Did he speak about the book?"
"It wasn't Fountain himself. The butler gave the message. Said Fountain was particularly anxious that Frank should know he'd gone to London and would be at his club all the afternoon."