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But it's a clear night, and we shall have a splendid run home." "Very well, sir. Thank you," replied his hostess's chauffeur. Hugh Henfrey, instead of entering the smart Society hotel, turned up the street, and, walking quickly, found himself ten minutes later in Ellerston Street before a spacious house, upon the pale-green door of which was marked in Roman numerals the number fourteen.
Better call about ten-thirty P.M., and ask for me. Have no fear. I am still your friend, The address given was 14, Ellerston Street, Mayfair. Hugh knew the street, which turned off Curzon Street, a short thoroughfare, but very exclusive. Some smart society folk lived there. But who was George Peters?
He did not, however, know that in that house in Ellerston Street there had been constructed a curious system of ventilation of the rooms by which a conversation taking place in a distant apartment could be heard in certain other rooms. The fact was that The Sparrow received a good many queer visitors, and some of their whispered conversations while they awaited him were often full of interest.
'Ay, Miss, I'm feared they'll try it; they'll try to make away wi' ye somehow. I'm goin' to your friends arter dark; I darn't try it no sooner. I'll git awa to Ellerston, to your lady-cousin, and I'll bring 'em back wi' me in a rin; so keep a good hairt, lass. Meg Hawkes will stan' to ye.
The Sparrow's strongly marked face changed as he read Dorise's angry letter. "H'm!" he grunted. "I will see her. We must discover why she has sent you this warning. Come back again this evening. But be very careful where you go in the meantime." Thus dismissed, Hugh walked along Ellerston Street into Curzon Street towards Piccadilly, not knowing where to go to spend the intervening hours.
So half an hour later Hugh was driving up the steep High Street of Guildford on his way to London. He alighted in Piccadilly, at the end of Half Moon Street, soon after eleven, and, dismissing Mead, made his way to Ellerston Street to the house of Mr. George Peters. He rang the bell at the old-fashioned mansion, and a few moments later the door was opened by the manservant he had previously seen.
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