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The library of the house in Grosvenor Square was spacious, handsome and ornate. Mr. Algernon H. Carraby, M. P., who sat dictating letters to a secretary in an attitude which his favorite photographer had rendered exceedingly familiar, at any rate among his constituents, was also, in his way, handsome and ornate. Mrs. Carraby, who had just entered the room, fulfilled in an even greater degree these same characteristics. It was acknowledged to be a very satisfactory household.
"I should like to speak to you for a moment, Algernon," his wife announced.