A long letter to him from Nina still remained unanswered; Austin had
seen him only once in town; Lansing, now back in New York, wrote a
postscript in a letter to Drina, asking for Selwyn's new address--the
first intimation anybody had that he had given up his lodgings on
Lexington Avenue.
"I was perfectly astonished to find he had gone, leaving no address,"
wrote Boots; "and nobody knows anything about him at his clubs. I have
an idea that he may have gone to Washington to see about the Chaosite
affair; but if you have any address except his clubs, please send it to
me."
Eileen had not written him; his sudden leave-taking nearly a month ago
had so astounded her that she could not believe he meant to be gone
more than a day or two. Then came his note, written at the Patroons'
Club--very brief, curiously stilted and formal, with a strange tone of
finality through it, as though he were taking perfunctory leave of
people who had come temporarily into his life, and as though the chances
were agreeably even of his ever seeing them again.
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