“I'm sorry to hear it,” said the butler; “but you must make some allowance for him.”
“I can make every allowance,” rejoined the attorney. “But no good purpose can be answered by such violence as he gave way to. On the contrary, irreparable harm is done.”
“Not irreparable harm, I hope, sir?”
“I very much fear so. He used language towards Mrs. Calverley that I don't think she will ever forgive It's of the last importance that he should be set right with her. Should you see him before he goes, tell him so.”
“I will, sir—if I do see him. There's master's bell. Excuse me; I must go upstairs.”
“Don't mind me, Norris. I can let myself out. As I drive back, at Mrs. Calverley's request, I shall call on Doctor Spencer, and send him to see Mr. Calverley at once. That will save time.”
“Very good, sir,” replied the butler.
And he flew upstairs; while Mr. Carteret and his clerk went out at the front door.
“Has anybody just left the house, Edward?” inquired Mr. Carteret of his groom, who was waiting with the phaeton near the door.
“No, sir,” replied the man.