Ma'am, your very humble servant." And he bowed himself out.
In the ante-room he came upon Lord Rotherby, striding to and fro, his brow all furrowed with care.

At sight of Mr.Caryll, the viscount's scowl grew blacker.

"Oons and the devil!" he cried.

"What make you here ?" "That," said Mr.Caryll pleasantly, "is the very question your father is asking her ladyship concerning yourself.

Your servant, sir." And airy, graceful, smiling that damnable close smile of his, he was gone, leaving Rotherby very hot and angry.
Outside Mr.Caryll hailed a chair, and had himself carried to his lodging in Old Palace Yard, where Leduc awaited him.