'Thank God, I've found you at last!' he cried.
His face was moving strangely. They had never seen him so discomposed.
'I've been round to your hotel, but I just missed you. Oh, why did you
insist on my going away?'
'What on earth's the matter?' cried Susie.
'Something awful has happened to Margaret.'
Susie started to her feet with a sudden cry of dismay.
'How do you know?' she asked quickly.
He looked at them for a moment and flushed. He kept his eyes upon them,
as though actually to force his listeners into believing what he was
about to say.
'I feel it,' he answered hoarsely.
'What do you mean?'
'It came upon me quite suddenly, I can't explain why or how. I only know
that something has happened.'
He began again to walk up and down, prey to an agitation that was
frightful to behold. Susie and Dr Porhoet stared at him helplessly. They
tried to think of something to say that would calm him.
'Surely if anything had occurred, we should have been informed.'
He turned to Susie angrily.
'How do you suppose we could know anything? She was quite helpless.
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