I have given you the best advice you ever had in your life.

It's up to you to follow it." Richard looked at him blankly.
"Well, you've got me puzzled," he confessed.
Hunterleys rose to his feet, and, summoning a waiter, paid his bill.
"You'll excuse me, won't you ?" he begged.

"I have an appointment in a few minutes.

If you are wise, young man," he added, patting him on the shoulder as he turned to go, "you will take my advice." Left to himself, Richard Lane strolled around the place towards the Terrace.

He had no fancy for the Rooms and he found a seat as far removed as possible from the Tir du Pigeons.