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On his way to keep his appointment with Miss Allen, Fayre called at Kean's house in Westminster, where he was assured by the butler that Lady Kean's improvement "was maintained. " That solemn functionary had recovered his professional manner and looked a different person from the harassed and very human individual who had mistaken Fayre for a Harley Street specialist on the night of his mistress's illness. Fayre, observing his native pomposity for the first time, realized how complete his collapse had been and liked him the better for it.
Before going on to Miss Allen's hotel he dropped into a florist's and ordered a great sheaf of flowers to be sent to Lady Kean. Remembering their old days together in the country he chose simple, country flowers rather than the heavy-smelling hot-house blooms that were pressed on him by the saleswoman. He had an idea that they would please her and he knew that she would understand and appreciate the spirit that had caused him to select them. He enclosed a short note bearing his good wishes for her speedy recovery and then, on a sudden impulse, he bought another, smaller bunch and carried it away with him.