It was nearly eleven before Philip Quarles appeared at Sbisa's. Spandrell saw him as he was entering and beckoned to the table where he was sitting with Burlap and Rampion. Philip came limping across the room and sat down beside him.
"I've got messages for you," said Spandrell, "and what's more important," he felt in his pocket, "the key of your house. " He handed it over, explaining how he had come into possession of it. If the man knew what had happened in his house that evening. "And Elinor's gone down to Gattenden," he went on. "She had a telegram. The child doesn't seem to be well. And she expects you tomorrow."
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