After breakfast he went to his study and called up Chloë on the telephone.
"I feel, Chloë," he said, "that it's only right to let you know that when I told you I had not got a manuscript of 'Edgar and Lilian" in the Sloane Street Safe Deposit, I lied. In other words I have such a manuscript in that place and to it I propose to draw the attention of the Incorporated Society of Authors with the least possible delay. I am aware that this may result in your laying an information against me with the Great Western Railway, but that I can't help. You must do exactly as you please about that, of course. My love to dear Bisham," and he rang off.
He then wrote a letter, marked "Strictly Private and Excessively Confidential," to the Secretary of the Authors' Society, which said:
