"I'm awfully sorry for that poor chap," said Susanne at last. "As for us, we're in for it, eh?"
"Absolutely," agreed Masters. "Right in the soup."
"Unless——" began Rawlings.
"Unless what?" asked Clive curtly.
"Unless we can get out of the mess by——"
"Telling lies?" asked Hugh, backing Clive up swiftly.
Rawlings nodded ever so little.
"Thanks, Rawlings," said Susanne coldly. "You and Trendall do as you like. We'll be getting onward."