He recovered himself after a moment.
"Lucille is not with me for the moment," he said in measured tones.

"I am detaining you from your guests, Helene.

If you will permit me I will call upon you." "Won't you join us ?" Lord Camperdown asked courteously.

"We are only a small party--the Portuguese Ambassador and his wife, the Duke of Medchester, and Stanley Phillipson." Mr.Sabin rose at once.
"I shall be delighted," he said.
Lord Camperdown hesitated for a moment.
"I present Monsieur le Due de Souspennier, I presume ?" he remarked, smiling.
Mr.Sabin bowed.
"I am Mr.Sabin," he said, "at the hotels and places where one travels.
To my friends I have no longer an incognito.

It is not necessary." It was a brilliant little supper party, and Mr.Sabin contributed at least his share to the general entertainment.