The young man laughed pleasantly.
“My dear fellow,” he said, “ladies have their own ways of paying debts. If you don’t like it——” and he shrugged his shoulders.
“Oh,” said I, smiling, “I misunderstood you.”
“It is, of course,” said the older man, speaking for the first time, and in a loud whisper, “of vital importance that His Royal Highness’ name should not appear.”
This really began to be mysterious and interesting. I nodded.
“That goes without saying,” said the young man. “And you’ll be ready?”
“Ready!” I said. “But when?”
“Didn’t I tell you? Oh, six o’clock to-morrow morning.”
“That’s early hours.”