If Mr. Davager went out, or Mr. Davager's
friend called on him, Tom was to let me know. He was also to take
a little note from me to the head chambermaid--an old friend of
mine--asking her to step over to my office, on a private matter
of business, as soon as her work was done for that night. After
settling these little matters, having half an hour to spare, I
turned to and did myself a bloater at the office fire, and had a
drop of gin-and-water hot, and felt comparatively happy.
When the head chambermaid came, it turned out, as good luck would
have it, that Mr. Davager had drawn her attention rather too
closely to his ugliness, by offering her a testimony of his
regard in the shape of a kiss. I no sooner mentioned him than she
flew into a passion; and when I added, by way of clinching the
matter, that I was retained to defend the interests of a very
beautiful and deserving young lady (name not referred to, of
course) against the most cruel underhand treachery on the part of
Mr. Davager, the head chambermaid was ready to go any lengths
that she could safely to serve my cause. In a few words I
discovered that Boots was to call Mr. Davager at eight the next
morning, and was to take his clothes downstairs to brush as
usual. If Mr. D------ had not emptied his own pockets overnight,
we arranged that Boots was to forget to empty them for him, and
was to bring the clothes downstairs just as he found them.
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