Chloe took the telegram eagerly, and turned exceedingly pale.
"Is a Yillick an animal?" said the Lady Pearl softly to her.
"No, no; only a—a friend; at least, a sort of acquaintance of mine," Chloe stammered.
As a matter of fact, Yillick was the surname of the Private Enquiry Agent who was looking out for Huskinson.
"You left very early, Mrs. Verulam," said the Duchess sternly.
"I was tired. The heat was so great."
"I did not think so. And I am very susceptible to heat. How did you get home?"
"I walked."
"Good gracious! What made you do that?"