“Oh, there you are,” said Hash. “There was some people calling, wanting to see you, a minute ago.”
“Really? Who?”
“Well, it was a young female party that come to the door, but I thought I saw a kind of thickset feller hanging about down on the drive.”
“My old friends, Thomas G. and Miss Gunn, no doubt. A persistent couple. Did they leave any message?”
“No. She asked if you was in, and when I told her you was around somewhere she said it didn’t matter.”
§ 3
That night. The apartments of Lord Tilbury.
“Yes? Yes? This is Lord Tilbury speaking.... Ah, is that you, Twist? Have you anything to report?”
“The young woman’s cook has just been round with a message. The young woman is going with Mr. Shotter to the theatre to-morrow afternoon.”
“Cor!” said Lord Tilbury.