“How you have learnt all this, I can’t imagine; but you are right. I do generally give them to Inez. But there has been some unaccountable delay and I am to give them to Vasco.”
“That’s good news, for a start.”
“Why good news?” she asked quickly.
“You must let me be a little mysterious for the present. And now, the second question—can you tell me where he is to take them?”
“I know no more than you—not so much indeed it seems;” and she smiled faintly.
“That’s better—that you can smile, I mean. When will you give them to him? Is he waiting at your home for them?”
“No. He hurried in to tell me to fetch them at once and that he would come back for them. He was very excited about something and very strange.”
“When is he to return for them?”
“I don’t know.”
“But I must know. It is absolutely vital. Can you so arrange that he does not get them until, say, eight o’clock this evening?”