CHAPTER VIII

A MEETING IN BOND STREET Wolfenden returned to his rooms to lunch, intending to go round to see his last night's visitor immediately afterwards. He had scarcely taken off his coat, however, before Selby met him in the hall, a note in his hand. "From the young lady, my lord," he announced. "My wife has just sent it round." Wolfenden tore the envelope open and read it. "_Thursday morning._ "DEAR LORD WOLFENDEN,--Of course I made a mistake in coming to you last night. I am very …