“No. Why?”
“I—I hope Andree will be here.”
“H’m!... Want me to look up Madeleine?”
“Rather you didn’t. We’ll—Well, you can see yourself that we’ll have a lot of talking to do.... I’ve got to square myself.”
“I’ll clear out altogether and let you have the place to yourselves.”
“No need. I might not—it’s possible I won’t find her.”
Bert thought that was highly probable, but he did not say so. “Just as you say,” he said. “What time?”
“Eight o’clock. If I’m not here by that time, go ahead and eat.”
“What about you?”
“I’m going to camp in that café on the corner there until I find her.” Ken’s jaws became prominent. “I’ll stay there till I’m a permanent improvement.”