Ibowedandwalkedtothedoor。HecalledmebackandgavemetheletterwhichIhadseenhimplaceonthetablebyitselfatthebeginningofourinterview。
`Thiscamebypostafewdaysago，’hesaid。`Perhapsyouwillnotminddeliveringit？PraytellMissHalcombe，atthesametime，thatIsincerelyregretbeing，thusfar，unabletohelpher，exceptbyadvice，whichwillnotbemorewelcome，Iamafraid，toherthantoyou。’
Ilookedattheletterwhilehewasspeaking。Itwasaddressedto`MissHalcombe。CareofMessrsGilmore&；Kyrle，ChanceryLane。’Thehandwritingwasquiteunknowntome。
OnleavingtheroomIaskedonelastquestion。
`Doyouhappentoknow，’Isaid，`ifSirPercivalGlydeisstillinParis？’