Duncombe rose from his chair.
"I shall go myself to the Cafe Montmartre," he said.

The manager bowed.
"I shall be glad," he said, "to divest myself of any further responsibility in this matter.

It has been a source of much anxiety to the directors as well as myself." Duncombe walked out of the room, and putting on his coat again called for a _petite voiture_.

He gave the man the address in the Rue St.
Honore and was driven to a block of flats there over some shops.
"Is Monsieur Spencer in ?" he asked the concierge.

He was directed to the first floor.