You could see he was as restless as a hen.
When we went back to the hall he announced that he must get on the road, and commandeered Miss Lamington to help him find his bicycle.

It appeared he was staying at an inn a dozen miles off for a couple of days' fishing, and the news somehow made me like him better.

Presently the ladies of the house departed to bed for their beauty sleep and I was left to my own devices.
For some time I sat smoking in the hall wondering when the messenger would arrive.

It was getting late and there seemed to be no preparation in the house to receive anybody.

The butler came in with a tray of drinks and I asked him if he expected another guest that night.
'I 'adn't 'eard of it, sir,' was his answer.