She started to thank me again, but I would not let her go on. I really could not stand it.
"Very well, you will see," she said with a smile, and left me.
Shortly afterwards Roland Quarles came striding down the hall. I opened the door to him. He was astonished to find a strange man in the room. He did not recognise me without my Faxon makeup.
"Enderby," I said in response to his enquiring glance. "You met me here once before."
"What's this I hear downstairs about Miss Hamerton being sick?" he demanded anxiously.
"She has had a nervous breakdown," I said.
He was not deceived. "What does that mean?" he demanded. "She was quite well yesterday."
I shrugged.
"Can I see her?"
I shook my head.