"Shall we have a cup of tea by moonlight? See, it is rising rapidly."
"Delightful!" said the captain. "A charming idea. I can unfold our delicious plans in a congenial light. My dear Violet, I think I have sketched out a really agreeable tour. We shall run through Italy, see everything of any importance, and then come back by——"
At that moment, and as he rose to cross over to Violet, who sat pale and silent, nerving herself for she knew not what catastrophe, the curtain drew aside and Mr. Dockett stepped out.
Howard Murpoint turned, with his teacup in his hand, and frowned. The sudden entrance had startled him.
Mr. Dockett came across the room softly and, with a slight bow to the rest, touched the captain on the shoulder.
"Captain Howard Murpoint, I arrest you upon a charge of conspiracy."
The captain turned pale for a moment, then looked round with a rather displeased laugh.
"Is this a piece of premeditated fun?" he said. "If so, don't let me spoil it. What shall I say? Make a confession?"
"Ay, make a confession," said Mr. Dockett. "Here's a man who will help you."
And as he said the words Mr. Giles stepped from behind the curtain.