"Is Lawrence all right?"
"Yes. He overtired himself this morning, but is better now."
Foster looked relieved. "Is Walters here?"
"He goes to-morrow."
"Ah!" said Foster, as if he thought this important. "I should have arrived yesterday if your message had come earlier. I got it just after the train started in the morning."
Mrs. Stephen looked at her daughter, but Lucy offered no explanation. Foster's abruptness disturbed her. He obviously wanted to understand the situation, but seemed to think he had no time to lose.
"I sent the telegram half an hour before the office closed and as the agent goes early you ought to have got it in the evening," she said.
"Then it must have been kept back. Where's Lawrence now?"
"He went to his room with Walters about ten minutes since."
Foster beckoned Pete. "Then I'll go straight up; I know the number."