“The point is, what did you take me for?”
“Perhaps we take you for it still,” said von Brüning.
“Oho! Still suspicious? Don’t drive me to extremities.”
“What extremities?”
“When I get back to London I shall go to Lloyd’s! I haven’t forgotten that flaw in the title.” There was an impressive silence.
“Gentlemen,” said Dollmann, with exaggerated solemnity, “we must come to terms with this formidable young man. What do you say?”
“Take me to Memmert,” I exclaimed. “Those are my terms!”
“Take you to Memmert? But I thought you were starting for England to-morrow?”
“I ought to; but I’ll stay for that.”
“You said it was urgent. Your conscience is very elastic.”