'It was very well done,' said the Greek with gravity. 'I should never have known you.'
'Your own disguise is admirable,' answered the Englishman, with cool politeness. 'If I had not seen you without your mask the other day I should not have recognised you.'
'Shall we go on?' inquired Logotheti, turning to Margaret.
'No,' she answered, rather sharply. 'Are you hurt?' she inquired, looking at Lushington again.
He was busy with his nose, which he had neglected for a few moments. He shook his head.
'I won't leave him here in this state,' Margaret said to Logotheti.
The Greek made a gesture of indifference, but said nothing. Meanwhile Lushington got so far as to be able to speak again.
'Please go on,' he said. 'I can take care of myself, thank you. There are no bones broken.'
Logotheti inwardly regretted that his adversary had not broken his neck, but he had tact enough to see that he must take Margaret's side or risk losing favour in her eyes.
'I really don't see how we can leave you here,' he said to Lushington. 'Your bicycle is smashed. I had not realised that. I'll put what's left of it into the car.'