of his sitting-room (he had the best apartments), watching the signs of the weather.
"He'll have to rest after this," Blanche said, dropping her eyes on her water-color.
"Indeed he will!" I raised mine to the window. Lord Mellifont had vanished. "He's already reabsorbed."
"Reabsorbed?" I could see the actress was now thinking of something else.
"Into the immensity of things. He has lapsed again; there's an entr'acte."
"It ought to be long." Mrs. Adney looked up and down the terrace, and at that moment the head-waiter appeared in the doorway. Suddenly she turned to this functionary with the question: "Have you seen Mr. Vawdrey lately?"
The man immediately approached. "He left the house five minutes ago for a walk, I think. He went down the pass; he had a book."
I was watching the ominous clouds. "He had better have had an umbrella."
The waiter smiled. "I recommended him to take one."
"Thank you," said Mrs. Adney; and
