The cab suggested civilization. Chilcote's mind veered
suddenly and he raised his hand. The vehicle stopped and he
climbed in.
"Where, sir?" The cabman peered down through the roof-door.
Chilcote raised his head. "Oh, anywhere near Pall Mall," he
said. Then, as the horse started forward, he put up his hand
and shook the trap-door. "Wait!" he called. "I've changed my
mind. Drive to Cadogan Gardens--No. 33."
The distance to Cadogan Gardens was covered quickly. Chilcote
had hardly realized that his destination was reached when the
cab pulled up. Jumping out, he paid the fare and walked
quickly to the hall-door of No. 33.
"Is Lady Astrupp at home?" he asked, sharply, as the door
swung back in answer to his knock.
The servant drew back deferentially. "Her ladyship has almost
finished lunch, sir," he said.
For answer Chilcote stepped through the door-way and walked
half-way across the hall.
"All right," he said. "But don't disturb her on my account.
I'll wait in the white room till she has finished.
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