For several minutes he remained there, looking out upon the street with the aimless air of a man who scarcely knows what to do with his day.
"What are you thinking of doing, Austen ?" he asked me.
"I had no plans," I answered.

"Some part of the day I thought I would look up these people--the Deloras." Ralph nodded and turned to his servant.
"Goreham," he said, "I will have the motor in an hour.

Come and dine with me, will you, Austen ?" he said, turning to me.

"I don't suppose you will go down to Feltham for a day or two." "I will come, with pleasure," I answered.

"Where are you going to motor to ?" Ralph answered a little vaguely.