“A German nobleman of great wealth, long descent, and the most accommodating disposition. He is at present exploring England under my guidance, and I flatter myself that he has already seen and done a number of things that are not on most programmes.”
Lady Alicia was silent for a minute. Then she said [pg 135] with a little hesitation, “Didn’t you get a letter from me?”
“A letter? No,” he replied, in some surprise.
“I wrote twice—because you asked me to, and I thought—I wondered if you were safe.”
“To what address did you write?”
“The address you gave me.”
“And what was that?” he asked, still evidently puzzled.
“You said care of the Archbishop of York would find you.”
Mr Bunker abruptly looked the other way.
“By Jove!” he said, as if lost in speculation, “I must find out what the matter was. I can’t imagine why they haven’t been forwarded.”