As the motor stopped panting and throbbing in front of the hotel entrance, a big man in the uniform of the Imperial Guard came out, saluted, and said: "Lord Whittinghame and Lord Kitchener, with Mr Lennard, I presume?" "Yes, that's so," said Lord Kitchener, opening the side door and getting out. "Colonel von Folkerstroem, I believe. I think we've met before. You were His Majesty's _attache_ with us during the Boer War, I think. This is Lord Whittinghame, and this is Mr Lennard. Is His Majesty within?" "His Majesty awaits you, gentlemen," replied the Colonel, formally. And then as he shook hands with Lord Kitchener he added, "I am sorry, sir, that we should meet as enemies on English soil." "Just the fortune of war and those damned airships of yours, Colonel," laughed Lord Kitchener in reply. "If we'd had them this meeting might have been in Berlin or Potsdam. Can't fight against those things, you know. We're only human." "But you English are just a little more, I think," said the Colonel to himself. "Gottes willen! What would my August Master be thinking now if this was in Berlin instead of Canterbury, and here are these Englishmen taking it as quietly as though an invasion of England happened every day." And when he had said this to himself he continued aloud: "My lords and Mr Lennard, if you will follow me I will conduct you into His Majesty's presence." They followed the Colonel upstairs to the first floor. Two sentries in the uniform of the 1st Regiment of Cuirassiers were guarding the door: their bayoneted rifles came up to the present, the Colonel answered the salute, and they dropped to attention. The Colonel knocked at the door and a harsh voice replied: "Herein." The door swung open and Lennard found himself for the first but not the last time in the presence of the War Lord of Germany. "Good-evening, gentlemen," said the Kaiser. "You will understand me when I say I am both glad and sorry to see you." "Your Majesty," replied Lord Whittinghame, in a curiously serious tone, "the time for human joy and sorrow is so fast expiring that almost everything has ceased to matter, even the invasion of England." The Kaiser's brows lifted, and he stared in frank astonishment at the man who could say such apparently ridiculous words so seriously. If he had not known that he was talking to the late Prime Minister, and the present leader of the Unionist party in the House of Lords, he would have thought him mad. "Those are very strange words, my lord," he replied. "You will pardon me if I confess that I can hardly grasp their meaning." "If your Majesty has an hour to spare," said Lord Whittinghame, "Mr Lennard will make everything perfectly plain. But what he has to say, and what he can prove, must be for your Majesty's ears alone." "Is it so important as that?" laughed the Kaiser.