“I regret to say,” I replied, “that Miss Botterill has been insubordinate.”
“Insubordinate?” he said. “And to whom, please?”
“To myself,” I replied, “as your representative.”
“Then kindly understand,” he said, “kindly understand, sir, that after last night——”
I waved my hand.
“One moment,” I said. “It is to explain about last night that I have managed to force myself to come and see you.”
He distended his cheeks.
“Then you could have spared yourself the trouble,” he said. “I don’t want to see your face again.”
“But, my dear sir,” I said.
“I’m not your dear sir,” he shouted. “I’m not your dear anything. I’ve no further use for you.”