"You, however, are not fit for anything, at the present moment, but to return to your bed, from which I understand you rose rather suddenly a few minutes ago." "On the contrary," Mr.Dunster insisted, "I am feeling absolutely well enough to travel.

I have an appointment on the Continent of great importance, as you may judge by the fact that at Liverpool Street I chartered a special train.

I trust that nothing in my manner may have given you offence, but I am anxious to get through with the business which brought me over to this side of the water.

I have sent for you to ask that my pocket-book, dressing-case, and clothes be at once restored to me, and that I be provided with the means of continuing my journey without a moment's further delay." Mr.Fentolin shook his head very gently, very regretfully, but also firmly.
"Mr.Dunster," he pleaded, "do be reasonable.

Think of all you have been through.