Enter Bridget

"[...] "I hope I didn't keep you waiting," said Mark, at last shaking hands with his brother-in-law. "Only half-an-hour!" "You see," Mark explained, "I dined at Belloni's." "Good gracious!" answered Lawrence, with evident annoyance, "if you could go to Belloni's, why in the world couldn't you come here as you promised?" "I meant to come," said Mark, looking somewhat embarrassed, as he glanced at Carrissima. "You see, I went to Duffield's Hotel in Craven Street direct from the station. I thought I would just potter about and smoke a pipe or so till it was time to change."[...]."