A great many people were coming and going.

Mr.Sabin found Helene's maid, and learnt that her mistress was just going to her room, and would be alone for a few minutes.

He scribbled a few words on the back of a card, and was at once taken up to her boudoir.
"My dear UNCLE," Helene exclaimed, "you have arrived most opportunely.
We have just got rid of a few dinner people, and we are going on to Carmarthen House presently.

Take that easy-chair, please, and, light a cigarette.

Will you have a liqueur?
Wolfendon has some old brandy which every one seems to think wonderful." "You are very kind, Helene," Mr.Sabin said.