about one o'clock in the morning
Many things had been said in the car during that mad rush to Folkestone , and on board the steamer which ferried Dale and herself to Boulogne she had wrung from the taciturn chauffeur a full , true , and particular account of Medenham , his family , and his doings throughout as much of his life as Dale either knew or guessed . By the time they reached Boulogne she had made up her mind with a characteristic decision . One long telegram to her father , another to Lord Fairholme , caused heart-burning and dismay not alone in certain apartments of the Savoy Hotel , but in the aristocratic aloofness of Cavendish Square and Curzon Street . As a result , two elderly men , a younger one , in the person of the Marquis of Scarland , and two tearful women -- Lady St. Maur and Mrs. Leland -- met at Charing Cross about one o'clock in the morning to travel by special train and steamer . Another woman telegraphed from Shropshire saying that baby was better , and that she would follow by the first steamer on Sunday . Mrs. Devar did not await developments . She fled , dinnerless , to some burrow in Bayswater .