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Now, then, what about a doctor? Do you know a real, first-class one?" "There's several within ten minutes, sir," answered the night-porter. "There's Dr. Orwin, in Coltman Street he's generally fetched here. I can get a man to go for him at once." "Do!" commanded Allerdyke. "But send me my driver first I want him. Tell him what's happened."
Now, here a curious thing happened. The lady ordered a hansom as she passed the night-porter and shortly after packed off her maid in the cab." "Her maid!" echoed Jennie. "Yes.
Lord Barham had gone, and the Secretary hard by was speaking to the night-porter, who bent over the fire, raking it with a poker. The hands of the Queen Anne clock indicated a quarter to six. "The First Lord would like to talk with you . . . later in the day," said Mr. Tylney gravely, smiling a little these last words. He himself was white and haggard.
It admitted to the Waiting Room, and there were few officers in the service who did not know and only too well that Chamber of Hope Deferred. "No, sir, . . . this way, if you please," the night-porter corrected him, and opened a door on the left.
Considerably refreshed by this ablution, both in mind and body, and almost sobered for the time, he dried himself as he best could; then crossed the road, and plied the knocker of the Middle Temple gate. The night-porter looked through a small grating in the portal with a surly eye, and cried 'Halloa! which greeting Hugh returned in kind, and bade him open quickly.
He stood listening for the sound of some movement in the room: "Knock again," he said, when a minute had passed without response on the part of the occupant. "Make it a bit louder." The night-porter, with evident unwillingness, repeated his summons, this time loud enough to wake any ordinary sound sleeper.
He merely said "Ewart, you and I have a long run before us to-morrow. We must be away at seven. The quicker we're out of this place, the better." I saw he had hurriedly packed, and that his receipted hotel bill lay upon the dressing-table. "Where are we going?" "I'll tell you to-morrow. Give this wire to the night-porter and tell him it's to be sent at ten o'clock to-morrow morning."
'How do, Tom? said the stranger, grasping the hand of the head hall-porter, and nodding to the head night-porter. His voice showed that he was an American, and his demeanour that he was one of those experienced, wealthy, and kindly travellers who know the Christian names of all the hall-porters in the world, and have the trick of securing their intimacy and fealty.
But no sound came from within the room, and after a third and much louder thumping at the door, Allerdyke grew impatient and suspicious. "This is queer!" he growled. "My cousin's one of the lightest sleepers I ever knew. If he's in there, there's something wrong. Look here! you'll have to open that door. Haven't you got a key?" "Key'll be inside, sir," replied the night-porter.
The night-porter fell back a pace, opening the door a trifle wider. "Good God, sir! You don't say as how " "You can fetch down a Secretary or someone, I hope?" said Lieutenant Lapenotiere, quickly stepping past him into the long dim hall. "My dispatches are of the first importance. I have posted up from Falmouth without halt but for relays."
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