“No, sir.”
“Quite right, I advised him not to, and you did very well not to tell me at first.”
He smiled approvingly and made a pretence of turning away.
“Oh, by the way,” he added, stopping as if struck by an after-thought, “Is he still in town? He promised to leave word for me, but he has evidently forgotten.”
“I don’t know, sir; ’e didn’t say.”
“What? He left no word at all?”
“No, sir.”
Mr Bunker held out another half-crown.
“It’s truth, sir,” said the maid, drawing back; “we don’t know where ’e is.”
“Take it, all the same; you have been very discreet. You have no idea?”