Sir Richard rose.
"I am occupied at present," he said in a calm voice.

"I can receive nobody.

Desire to know their business.

If it imports, bid them come again to-morrow." "It is over-urgent for that, Sir Richard Everard," came the soft voice of Mr.Green, who thrust himself suddenly forward past the servant.
Other figures were seen moving behind him in the ante-room.
"Sir," cried Sir Richard angrily.

"This is a most insolent intrusion.
Bentley, show this fellow the door." Bentley set a hand on Mr.Green's shoulder.