About half-past eleven, his servant was surprised to meet him in the hall, the front door of which stood open; so balmy and mild was the morning.
"What day of the month is it?" he asked.
"The twenty-fifth, sir," answered the servant.
"The twenty-fifth of—?" And he paused.
The servant understood, and replied, quietly—
"The twenty-fifth of February, sir."
"Yes, yes, the twenty-fifth of February. Of course it is."