"I was down before nine o'clock.

Had he left then ?" "Long before then, I believe," Forrest answered.

"He is very likely coming back in a day or two." Jeanne nodded indifferently.

The intelligence, after all, was of little importance to her.
"Has the luncheon gong gone ?" she asked.

"I have been out since ten o'clock, and I am starving." Cecil led the way across the hall into the dining-room.
"Come along," he said.