Sagittarius.
"I regret more than I can say that I shall be obliged now to obey
my grandmother's summons," he said courteously. "Suppose we defer
this--this pleasant little discussion to some future oc--"
"Impossible, sir!" cried Mr. Sagittarius. "Quite impossible. You must
get to work to-night, and how can you do it without your directions?"
"Oh, I can manage all right," said the Prophet, desperately. "I can give
a guess as to--"
"_Non sunt ad astrae mollibus a terrus viae_!" cried Madame. "The road
from Berkeley square to the stars is not so easy, is it, Jupiter?"
"No indeed, my love. Why--"
"Then," exclaimed the Prophet, much agitated, and feeling it incumbent
upon him to get rid of Mr. Sagittarius at once lest the curiosity of
Lady Enid should increase beyond all measure, and lead to an encounter
between the two clients of Jellybrand's, "then kindly give me my
directions as briefly as possible, and--"
There was another tap upon the door.
"What is it?" cried the Prophet, distractedly, "Come in!"
Mr. Ferdinand re-entered very delicately.
"Her ladyship can only stay a minute, sir. Mrs. Merillia hopes you can
leave your business--I said as you was very busy, sir--and come up to
the drawing-room.
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