Anthony looked round modestly, obviously waiting for applause.

“Upon my word, that’s very ingenious,” said Lord Caterham.

“Quite ingenious,” admitted George condescendingly. “But it remains to be seen⁠—”

Anthony laughed.

“The proof of the pudding’s in the eating⁠—eh? Well, I’ll soon settle that for you.” He sprang to his feet. “I’ll go to the library⁠—”

He got no further. M. Lemoine moved forward from the window.

“Just one moment, Mr. Cade. You permit, Lord Caterham?”