"Oh," Julian said. He was obviously disappointed. He hesitated.
"Shall I come too, old chap? You're sure—you're certain that you are not feeling ill after last night?"
He leant with his foot on the step of the cab to look at Valentine more closely.
"No; I am all right. Only tired and sleepy, Julian. Well, will you come or stay?"
"I think I will stay. I want badly to have a talk with the doctor."
"All right. Good-night."
"Good-night!"
Valentine called his address to the cabman, and the man whipped up his horse. Just as the cab was turning round Valentine leaned out over the wooden door and cried to Julian, who was just going into the house:
"Give my best regards to the doctor, Julian."
The cab disappeared, splashing through the puddles.