‘Cursed serious.’
‘Ha, ha, ha! we must have another glass of wine after that,’ laughed Kay, ‘here’s fortune and matrimony.’
‘Fortune and matrimony,’ responded Maretzo, raising the glass to his lips; and then another pause of a few minutes took place.
‘I have been thinking, Kay,’ at length Maretzo broke silence, ‘that, after all, the whereabouts of Blodget, and Inez may not be so difficult for Monteagle to trace out as hitherto it has proved.’
At this, the door opened, and the landlord entered, saying that a man wished to speak to Kay.
‘Tell him to come in. Who the deuce can it be?’ said Kay.
‘Doubtless one of our fellows,’ said Maretzo.
The man now entered.
‘Well,’ said Kay. ‘I’m the person you asked for.’
The visitor went to the door, and turned the key. He then said, in a low tone, ‘Is your companion to be trusted?’