The second man was disposed at the back, where was a high wall, but no actual entrance. The basement opened into an area in front.
The two men ascended the front steps and Sinclair rang the bell. An aged housekeeper, Mrs. Simmons, opened the door.
“Is the Home Secretary in?” said Sinclair.
“Yes, sir, he’s in his study,” she looked at the men doubtfully, “he did not wish to be disturbed.”
“When did you see him last?” said Collins, looking at her keenly.
“Why, about half an hour back, sir,” said she in surprise.
“What fools we have been,” said Sinclair, “we’d better go.”
“Not at all. Now we are here we will see him. We can ask him about Blake who is to be hanged next Thursday. There’s a big petition you know for a reprieve.”
“Very good, but it’s a fool’s errand.” He turned to the housekeeper.
“Would you kindly take my card to Sir James, and ask him if he could spare me a minute?”