The polite Commandant noted the movement.
"You prefer that he should be fetched at once ?" He stepped past them into the corridor.

"Smithers!" he called.

"Smithers!" A hospital orderly appeared at a door almost opposite the passage, and saluted.
"Run down to the Convalescent Ward and fetch up Number Two-six-seven- two .-- I know the number of each of my children.

I never make a mistake," he confided in Dorothea's ear.

"As quick as you can, please! Stay; you may add that some visitors have called and wish to speak with him." The orderly saluted again, and hurried off.
"You wish, of course, to see him alone together ?" "I think," answered Endymion, slowly, "my sister would prefer a word or two with him alone." "Certainly.