Rohscheimer stared—and stared—and stared.
"My God!" he whispered. "He slipped out directly he got the cheque, and I sat here all night——"
CHAPTER IX
ES-SINDIBAD OF CADOGAN GARDENS
Upon the night following the ill-omened banquet in Park Lane was held a second dinner party, in Cadogan Gardens. Like veritable gourmets, we must be present.
It is close upon the dining hour.
"Zoe is late!" said Lady Vignoles.
"I think not, dear," her husband corrected her, consulting his celebrated chronometer. "They have one minute in which to demonstrate the efficiency of American methods!"
"Thank you—Greenwich!" smiled her vivacious ladyship, whose husband's love of punctuality was the only trace of character which six months of marital intimacy had enabled her to discover in him.