Carver nodded.
“Ring me up the moment you are back. Will you promise that?”
And Tab laughed.
“Certainly I will if it is any satisfaction to you.”
“If you don’t ring me, I shall ring you at intervals throughout the night,” threatened Carver. “I have already warned Lander. Above all, Lander must not sleep at this flat.”
“Don’t you think that by now they will have discovered that he is no longer living in the flat?” asked Tab.
“They may or may not,” was the reply, “and—” he hesitated, “I don’t think I should talk about this to Miss Ardfern. In fact, I would rather you didn’t.”
Tab had had no intention of alarming Ursula, and he could make that promise without reservation.
XXXI
She came to Doughty Street and picked him up and they were at Stone Cottage in time for lunch. The weather was still unsettled, but Tab had passed the stage where weather made any difference to him.