"Yes, sir. At least, sir—well, no, sir."
"What do you mean?"
"A female, sir."
"What does she want?"
"To see you, sir. I can't get her to go. I asked her to, sir; then I told her to."
"Well?"
"She only gave me this and said she'd come to see you, and if you were in she'd wait."
He handed a card to his master. The doctor took it and read:
"Cuckoo Bright, 400 Marylebone Road."
The words conveyed nothing to his mind, for neither Julian nor Valentine had ever talked to him of the lady of the feathers.