'I shall ask for my breakfast directly I get down,' he said.

'I shall ask the first person I meet.' And he met no one.
There was no one on the stairs, or in the hall, or in the dining-room, or in the drawing-room.

The library and billiard-room were empty of living people, and the door of the nursery was locked.

So then Philip made his way into the regions beyond the baize door, where the servants' quarters were.

And there was no one in the kitchen, or in the servants' hall, or in the butler's pantry, or in the scullery, or the washhouse, or the larder.