The Voivode and I had certain matters to attend to arising out of the meeting of the Council, and when we were through the night was closing in.

When I saw Teuta in our own rooms she said at once: "Do you mind, dear, if I stay with Aunt Janet to-night?
She is very upset and nervous, and when I offered to come to her she clung to me and cried with relief." So when I had had some supper, which I took with the Voivode, I came down to my old quarters in the Garden Room, and turned in early.
I was awakened a little before dawn by the coming of the fighting monk Theophrastos, a notable runner, who had an urgent message for me.

This was the letter to me given to him by Rooke.

He had been cautioned to give it into no other hand, but to find me wherever I might be, and convey it personally.

When he had arrived at Plazac I had left on the aeroplane, so he had turned back to Vissarion.
When I read Rooke's report of Ernest Melton's abominable conduct I was more angry with him than I can say.