isitor passed each other in the doorway； and Derek Kettering stood aside to let the other go out。 Then he came in； shutting the door behind him。
〃Good morning； sir。 You are very anxious to see me； I hear。〃
The lazy voice with its slightly ironic inflection roused memories in Van Aldin。
There was charm in it … there had always been charm in it。 He looked piercingly at his son…in…law。 Derek Kettering was thirty…four； lean of build； with a dark； narrow face； which had even now something indescribabiy boyish in it。
〃e in；〃 said Van Aldin curtly。 〃Sit down。〃
Kettering flung himself lightly into an armchair。 He looked at his father…in…law with a kind of tolerant amusement。
〃Not seen you for a long time； sir；〃 he remarked pleasantly。 〃About two years； I should say。 Seen Ruth yet？〃
〃I saw her last night；〃 said Van Aldin。
〃Looking very fit； isn't she？〃 said the other lightly。
〃I didn't know you had had much opportunity of judging；〃 said Van Aldin drily。
Derek Kettering raised his eyebrows。
〃Oh； we sometimes meet at the same night club； you know；〃 he said airily。
〃I am not going to beat about the bush；〃 Van Aldin said curtly。 〃I have advised Ruth to file a petition for divorce。〃
Derek Kettering seemed unmoved。
〃How drastic！〃 he murmured。 〃Do you mind if I smoke； sir？〃
He lit a cigarette； and puffed out a cloud of smoke as he added nonchalantly：
〃And what did Ruth say？〃