Sir Joseph disliked London, and could
not prevail on himself to live any nearer to the metropolis than Muswell
Hill. When Natalie wanted a change, and languished for balls, theaters,
flower-shows, and the like, she had a room especially reserved for her
in the house of Sir Joseph's married sister, Mrs. Sancroft, living in
that central deep of the fashionable whirlpool known among mortals as
Berkeley Square.
On his way through the streets, Turlington encountered a plain proof
that the Graybrookes must have returned. He was passed by Launce,
driving, in company with a gentleman, in a cab. The gentleman was
Launce's brother, and the two were on their way to the Commissioners
of Police to make the necessary arrangements for instituting an inquiry
into Turlington's early life.
Arrived at the gate of the villa, the information received only
partially fulfilled the visitor's expectations. The family had returned
on the previous evening. Sir Joseph and his sister were at home, but
Natalie was away again already. She had driven into town to lunch with
her aunt.
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