I arrive bright and early at Durham Place and instruct Mrs. Ellen to see that the carriage returns for me at the precise hour I have indicated. I will not spend a minute longer than I have to in this man"s company, or, for that matter, his offspring. He greets me effusively, over elaborately and I am careful not to return his over enthusiastic greeting, being merely polite.
Fortunately it is mild and fairly warm abroad in the streets; pale, Indian summer. Dudley shows me into a cavernous chamber, oak panelled throughout and no tapestries although there are copious volumes of books on shelves; the overhang of the library perhaps? He bids me make myself comfortable at the long table that dominates the room and I settle down on one of the two high backed chairs available. He tells me that hi
