It was about eleven o'clock when I reached the Chaussee d'Antin, and there learned that he was not only arrived, but at home.

Being by this time in possession of the luxury of a card, I sent one up, and was immediately admitted.

I found breakfast still upon the table; Dalrymple sitting with an open desk and cash-box before him; and, standing somewhat back, with his elbow resting on the chimney-piece, a gentleman smoking a cigar.

They both looked up as I was announced, and Dalrymple, welcoming me with a hearty grasp, introduced this gentleman as Monsieur de Simoncourt.
M.de Simoncourt bowed, knocked the ash from his cigar, and looked as if he wished me at the Antipodes.

Dalrymple was really glad to see me.
"I have been expecting you, Arbuthnot," said he, "for the last week.