On that Thursday afternoon it was known everywhere that there was to be a general ruin of all the Melmotte affairs.  As soon as Cohenlupe had gone, no man doubted.  The City men who had not gone to the dinner prided themselves on their foresight, as did also the politicians who had declined to meet the Emperor of China at the table of the suspected Financier.  They who had got up the dinner and had been instrumental in taking the Emperor to the house in Grosvenor Square, and they also who had brought him forward at Westminster and had fought his battle for him, were aware that they would have to defend themselves against heavy attacks.  No one now had a word to say in his favour, or a doubt as to his guilt.  The Grendalls had retired altogether out of town, and...