"Perhaps you can tell me the whereabouts of my wife and this lady's husband?" said the Consul.
"They have been staying here," he replied, "but they have gone."
"Gone!" cried Allingford in blank amazement. "Gone! Where? When?"
"Why, to Salisbury," replied Jack. "I sent them over there early this morning."
"You did, did you?" spluttered the Consul. "What right had you to send them anywhere?"
"Why, to join you at Lady Diana's."
"Join us!" screamed Allingford. "Why, we left Melton Court at half-past four this morning, and have been on the road ever since trying to join them."
"It seems to be a typical example of cross-purposes," replied Carrington.
"It's pure cussedness!" said the Consul.
"But I thought my husband was—in prison," chimed in Mrs. Scarsdale; "the paper said so."