He was strongly tempted to open the door with his own key and see for himself if she was there.

Then he remembered that Barnes was a man whom he barely knew, and cordially disliked, and that if he should return unexpectedly, the situation would be a little difficult to explain.

Reluctantly he descended to his own flat, and mixing himself a whisky and soda, lit a pipe and sat down, determined to wait until he heard Barnes return.

In less than a quarter of an hour he was asleep!.