Dumergue smiled again.
“Oh, no!” he said. “Come for us at the hotel, and we’ll all be off by the two o’clock train.”
“Unless you are detained,” added Vooght.
“I shouldn’t be detained, if I were you,” said Dumergue dryly. “Who knows? The baron may die!”
I was quite determined not to be detained, and said so. I was also quite determined not to keep the rendezvous at the hotel, but to slip away quietly by myself. The colonel might arrive at any moment.
I watched my friends drive off, and then walked briskly up to the house. A man in livery met me before I had time to ring.
“Are you the gentleman?” he asked.
I nodded.
“Will you be so kind, sir, as to walk straight in? That door, sir. The countess expects you.”