It makes no odds.

I arrived punctually and was shown up into the anteroom.

Even from there I could hear loud voices in the inner chamber and I knew that something was up.

Presently a little fellow came out to me--a dark-bearded chap with gold-rimmed glasses.
He was very polite, introduced himself as the Chancellor's physician, regretted exceedingly that the Chancellor was unwell and could see no one,--the excitement and hard work of the last few days had knocked him out.

Well, I stood there arguing as pleasantly as I could about it, and then all of a sudden the door of the inner room was thrown open.