Harcutt shook his head.
“Can’t say that I have.”
They were both silent for a moment. Densham was smiling softly to himself. Watching him, Harcutt became quite assured that he had decided what to do.
“Let us consider the matter together,” he suggested, diplomatically. “We ought to be able to hit upon something.”
Densham shook his head doubtfully.
“No,” he said; “I don’t think that we can run this thing in double harness. You see our interests are materially opposed.”
Harcutt did not see it in the same light.
“Pooh! We can travel together by the same road,” he protested. “The time to part company has not come yet. Wolfenden has got a bit ahead of us to-night. After all, though, you and I may pull level, if we help one another. You have a plan, I can see! What is it?”
Densham was silent for a moment.
“You know whose house this is?” he asked.