He was racking his brain in a frenzy of uncertainty as to how he should frame his words when he heard quite clearly a woman's footsteps on the parquet flooring, and caught Evelyn Forbes's voice saying to Tomlinson: "How fortunate! Mr.Theydon is the very person I wished to speak to, but I simply dared not ring him up." The slight incident only provided Theydon with a new source of wonderment.

Why should Evelyn Forbes want speech with him at that early hour?
Perhaps she would explain.

He could only hope so, and trust to luck in the choice of his own phrases.
"That you, Mr.Theydon ?" came the girl's voice, sweet in its cadence yet ominously eager.

"How nice of you to anticipate my unspoken thought! I have been horribly anxious ever since I read of that awful affair at Innesmore Mansions.

That poor lady's flat is next door to yours, is it not ?" "Yes, but--" "O, you cannot choke off a woman's curiosity quite so easily.