In a few minutes he was shown into Mr. Bower's private room.
Mr. Bower was a ponderous gentleman. In a higher station of life he would have been a Dean.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Sinnott?" he inquired, eyeing his visitor over the top of his gold-rimmed glasses.
"I have come on important business, sir," said the pseudo-Sinnott. He went back to the door, and closed it cautiously, then deposited his hat and gloves on the table with a precision which impressed the tailor with a sense of deep mystery.
"I think you have just been to Moors," he said, after these preliminaries.
"That is so," replied the tailor, with unnatural indifference.
"And one of your people is going there to-day with some sample uniforms?"
"I am going there to-day with a sample uniform."
"Quite so. You are aware that Lord Lothersdale is working on a very important report?"
"Of course I am."