Susie was too much
annoyed to observe this agitation.
'Why on earth didn't you come to tea?' she asked. 'I couldn't make out
what had become of you.'
'I had a dreadful headache,' answered Margaret, trying to control
herself.
Susie flung herself down wearily in a chair. Margaret forced herself to
speak.
'Had Nancy anything particular to say to you?' she asked.
'She never turned up,' answered Susie irritably. 'I can't understand it.
I waited till the train came in, but there was no sign of her. Then I
thought she might have hit upon that time by chance and was not coming
from England, so I walked about the station for half an hour.'
She went to the chimneypiece, on which had been left the telegram that
summoned her to the Gare du Nord, and read it again. She gave a little
cry of surprise.
'How stupid of me! I never noticed the postmark. It was sent from the Rue
Littre.'
This was less than ten minutes' walk from the studio. Susie looked at the
message with perplexity.
'I wonder if someone has been playing a silly practical joke on me.
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