Even as he murmured the words his eyes seemed to see a striking way of exhibiting his new-found faith in the Return of his Lord, and he came to a rapid decision.
Lifting the flap in the roof of the cab, he told the driver to go on to a certain Sign and Ticket writer’s. Arrived at the place, he explained to the writer that he wanted a card three feet six inches long, proportionate in width, very boldly, handsomely written with just the two words upon it, in the order of his sketch.
He had taken an odd piece of card from the man’s scrap heap, and with his pencil he drew out his idea, thus:—
TO-DAY?
PERHAPS!
“How soon can I have it?” he asked.
“In a couple of hours, sir!”
“Pack it carefully and I will send a messenger for it!”
Hammond was turning from the counter, when the man said:—
“I beg your pardon, sir, but if it is not too bold a question, may I ask what the two words mean?”