"I have told you enough to get me into pretty considerable trouble," I
remarked grimly. "Shall I see you later?"
"I shall wait till you return," he answered firmly. "I am rather anxious
to hear how you get on with the chief."
"I am a little anxious about it myself," I admitted, as we went out into
the hall.
I walked the short distance to Downing Street. The afternoon was
brilliantly fine, and the pavements were thronged with foot-passengers. I
passed down the club steps into what seemed to me to be a new world. I
did not recognize myself or my kinship with my fellow-creatures. For the
first time in my life, I was affected with forebodings. I scanned the
faces of the passers-by. I had an uneasy suspicion all the time that I
was watched. As I turned in to Downing Street, the feeling grew stronger.
There were several loiterers in the roadway. I watched them suspiciously.
The idea grew stronger within me that I should not be allowed to reach my
destination. I found myself measuring the distance, almost counting the
yards which separated me from that quiet, grey stone house, almost the
last in the street.
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