CHAPTER VIn which Mr. William Robinson
loses his self-control
He was met at the front door by Freyder, who led him at once to the room which he had set apart for his Chief’s own particular and private use. In every house taken by Mr. William Robinson—to adopt, at once, his new name—there was one such room into which no one, under any pretext whatever, might enter without his permission, once he was in residence. Freyder himself would not have dreamed of doing so; and even the girl, who was still enjoying the sunshine at Montreux, invariably knocked before she went into the holy of holies.
“Capital, Freyder,” he remarked, glancing around the room with a critical eye. “And how is our friend?”
“Getting damned angry, Chief,” answered the other. “Talking about legal proceedings and infamous
