sir. The strains of a hard day."

 

"Yes, it's been hard work."

 

Someone addressed his lordship and he turned away to reply. I was about to

continue further around the room when I caught sight of Miss Kenton through the

open doorway, signalling to me. I began to make my way towards the doors, but

before I could reach them, M. Dupont touched my arm.

 

"Butler," he said, "I wonder if you would find me some fresh bandages. My feet

are unbearable again."

 

"Yes, sir." -

 

As I proceeded towards the doors, I realized M. Dupont was following me. I

turned and said: "I will come and find you, sir, just as soon as I have what is

required."

 

"Please hurry, butler. I am in some pain." "Yes, sir. I'm very sorry, sir."

 

Miss Kenton was still standing out in the hall where I had first spotted her. As

I emerged, she walked silently towards the staircase, a curious lack of urgency

in her manner. Then she turned and said: "Mr Stevens, I'm very sorry. Your

father passed away about four minutes ago."