"Possibly he may," she replied. "He knew Mr. Malling was to be here. Did you tell him you were coming?"
"No. I was not certain I should get away in time."
"I think he will probably turn up."
A footman brought in tea at this moment, and Malling told the curate he had heard him preach in the evening of last Sunday.
"It was a deeply interesting sermon," he said.
"Thank you," said Chichester, very impersonally.
The footman went away, and Lady Sophia began to make tea.
"When I went home," Malling continued, "I sat up till late thinking it over. Part of it suggested to my mind one or two rather curious speculations."
"Which part?" asked Lady Sophia, dipping a spoon into a silver tea-caddy.
"The part about the man and his double."