Digby was staring at me.
‘What on earth are you doing here Cathcart? I thought daddy was sending you abroad. Surely you should be heading to Southampton to get the ship to India?’
‘More importantly what are you doing here? didn’t have you down as working for a living especially not in commerce’ I replied
‘I am invited to a special club. I met my friend in Heckmondwike at the Sidebottom’s. He was up from London spending time with his Aunt Violet. Crispin is such a nice, kind friend. We share many interests. He is very big in the Foreign Office’ Digby said turning glossy eyed.
A tall well set man with an immaculate sense of dress walked briskly over to Digby and I.
‘Is he bothering you Dig? I can get a constable to move him on’ the gentleman said.
‘Crispin this is my brother Cathcart. He is going to work in India for father’ Digby said. I am glad that he did not ask me as I would absolutely refused to do so’ he added.
‘Delighted to meet you Cathcart. Your darling brother has told me much of you. We are going to the Oriental tonight. You would be most welcome to join us. I would politely suggest however that you dress more appropriately. The Wetherton is a very select club if you understand me’ Crispin said looking me up and down intently.
‘You referred to the Oriental. Is that another club?’ I said casually
‘No the Wetherton has a rather exotic clientèle from the East. It is in dockland as many of the far eastern members have business interests around here. It is known in social circles as the Oriental. You will have a very pleasant evening I assure you. Where are you staying?
I panicked. The plan would have to change rapidly. I needed to contact Templeton before tonight.
‘I am staying at the Northern Exiles in Aldwych. You give me the club address and I will meet you there instead’ I hastily replied.
‘If you insist. Here is the clubs address. When you arrive, mention you are a friend of Crispin Osborne. Till tonight Cathcart!’
‘What a pleasure Cathcart. We will have such fun. Its a fabulous evenings entertainment’ Digby added smiling and winking at the same time.
I hurried back to the warehouse and knocked on the door till Templeton opened up.
‘Why are you here Travers? Have you forgotten something or lost your bottle?’
‘Neither. I ran into my brother Digby and his friend Crispin Osborne . Osborne is a member at the Wetherton and he insisted I accompany them tonight’ I replied
‘Right, I will lend you some clothes. I will be 40 minutes tops’ Templeton said.
He left hurriedly. He returned as promised and I changed.
I left and made my way to Blackwater mews.
The club was unassuming on first glance. I knocked on the door. A large bald oriental man opened the door and then
Digby was staring at me.