'I can't tell you till my wife comes home.'
'And when will that be?'
'That'll be to-morrow.'
The door was banged to. Hugo rang again, wrathfully, but the door
remained obstinate.
CHAPTER XXV
CHLOROFORM
'Come in,' said Simon grandly, in response to a knock.
He was seated in his master's chair in the dome, which was lit as though
for a fete. The clock showed the hour of nine.
Albert entered.
'Oh, it's you, is it?' exclaimed Albert. 'Where's the governor?'
'I don't know where he is. He was in his office at something to seven,
having an interview with Mrs. Tudor. Since then--'
Simon raised his eyebrows, and Albert expressed a similar sentiment by
means of a whistle.
'Then, you've been telephoning on your own for me to come up?'
'Yes.'
'It's like your cheek!' Albert complained, calmly perching himself on
the top of the grand piano.
'Perhaps it will be. I regret to tear you from your fireside, Alb, but
I wish to consult you on a matter affecting the governor.'
'Go ahead, then,' said Albert. 'There's been enough talk about the
governor to-day downstairs, I should hope.'
'You mean in reference to Mrs. Tudor's reappearance?'
'Yes.' Albert imitated Simon's carefully enunciated periods.
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