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It was shortly before ten o'clock on the following morning that an elaborate and flamboyant car stopped before the great portico of the big house, and a large man, with red face and small, cunning eyes, rolled majestically out, almost into the arms of the butler, who was waiting to receive him. It was the first time that Hommany had ever been inside the historic mansion of one of England's oldest nobility, and, in the ordinary course of things he would have felt the importance of the occasion, and expanded accordingly.
But just now he was far too agitated for that. He was too disturbed even to bully the well-trained servant and impress upon him in his own truculent manner what an exceedingly important personage he was, for Mr.