"Of course it's a shock, but you ought to think of your new duties. You will have to go to Geralton at once?"
"Yes, I suppose it will be expected of me," Cyril assented gloomily. "Peter, pack my things and find out when the next train leaves."
"Very well, my lord."
"And Guy, you will come with me, won't you? I really can't face this business alone. Besides, your legal knowledge may come in useful."
"I am awfully sorry, but I really can't come to-day. I've got to be in court this afternoon; but I'll come as soon as I can, if you really want me."
"Do!"
"Of course I want to be of use if I can, but a detective is really what you need."
"A detective?" gasped Cyril.
"Well, why not? Don't look as if I had suggested your hiring a camel!"
"Yes, of course not—I mean a detective is—would be—in fact—very useful," stammered Cyril. Why couldn't Guy mind his own business?