What a relief to get away from the intricacies of that dreadful cross-examination!
I was flurried and worn, and did not quite recover my equanimity or feel properly cooled down till I was safely ensconced in my rooms in Ferdinand Bolstraat 66a.
[CHAPTER IX.]
THE QUEST OF MIJNHEER HIERNAAST.
On settling down in my rooms, I was reminded of my social duties by seeing a card from young Van der Leeuwen whom I had known at Trinity, where he had studied a year.
Van der Leeuwen had called upon me more than once and had invited me to his home. Up to this time I had not seen him since I came to the Hague.
To-day he had scribbled on a visiting card ‘Leaving town soon for Arnhem.’ This showed me that his friendly visit should be returned as soon as possible: so early next afternoon I journeyed across the city to see him.
I found however that the house was shut up. The blinds were down and the whole place hermetically sealed, so to speak.