“Ah! And at what time did he leave this morning?”
“About eight o’clock.”
Nick looked at his watch.
It was five minutes of ten.
“Did he say when he would return?”
“He said he would not return until late this afternoon. Two gentlemen were to call here this morning, he said, and I was to give them this letter.”
She picked up a sealed and addressed envelope that lay on a book on the library table.
Nick apparently gave little attention to the letter.
“Has your uncle a profession?” he asked, casually, settling back in the comfortable chair.
“Not now,” she answered.