There was an accent of impatience in those beautifully modulated tones:
"Well, what is it now?"
"A lady to see you, sir."
Blensop took the card from the proffered salver. "Never heard of her," he announced brusquely at a glance. "She asked for Colonel Stanistreet or for me?"
"Colonel Stanistreet, sir. But when I said he was not at home, she asked to see his secretary."
"Any idea what she wants?"
"She didn't say, sir—but she seemed much distressed."
"They always are. H'm…. Young and good-looking?"
"Quite, sir."
"Dessay I may as well see her," said Mr. Blensop wearily. "Show her in when
I ring."
Walker shut himself out of the room.