Why won't you come down with me ?" Maraton shook his head.
"If you will excuse me," he said, "I will not fix any time definitely.
I have a good deal of correspondence still to attend to, and there is one little matter which might keep me in town till the afternoon." "Let me send a car up for you," Mr.Foley suggested.
"Thank you," Maraton replied, "I have already hired one for a time." "Then come just at what time suits you," Mr.Foley begged,--"the sooner the better, of course.

Apart from that, I shall be about the place all day." In Buckingham Gate, Maraton came slowly to a standstill.

The coach which he had seen in the Park an hour ago was drawn up in front of a large hotel.

The young man who was driving it had just come down the steps and was drawing on his gloves.

They met almost face to face.
"Am I to speak to you ?" the young man asked.
"You had better," Maraton assented.