Alfred jumped.

“Oh! good afternoon, your ladyship. I⁠—I didn’t recognise your ladyship just for a moment.”

Paying a tribute in her own mind to her maid’s clothing, Bundle proceeded to business.

“I want a few words with you, Alfred. Where shall we go?”

“Well⁠—really, my lady⁠—I don’t know⁠—it’s not what you might call a nice part round here⁠—I don’t know, I’m sure⁠—”

Bundle cut him short.

“Who’s in the club?”

“No one at present, my lady.”

“Then we’ll go in there.”