"Not first, anyhow. Maybe later. That depends! But now, to Madame Veno's."
"Oh, I'm worried!" Lyda put out her hands, and laid them on his khaki-clad arms. "They say these Inner Circle people may be a nest of crooks!"
"I don't doubt 'they' are right for once! But I'm not going alone."
"I thought your detective was busy with the maid and the pearl carrier."
"He is. But you know Old Nick? You must! You couldn't have known Pat without Old Nick."
"Good Old Nick! Of course I know him—since Paris, when Claremanagh was ill at my house."
"Well, Nick's going 'over the top' with me, as a volunteer. I don't know whether I shall find anything for him to do, but if so, he'll be ready!"
"Yes—yes! He'd do anything for Claremanagh."
"And even for Claremanagh's wife. Good-bye, my darling. Wish me luck."
"I do—I do."