"And something worse than a scamp," said Fanks; "but about this introduction? Are you on good terms with your cousin Louis?"
"I don't like him," answered Garth, after a pause, "he is a scientific prig. All the same there is no ill-will between us."
"Very good. You can give me that introduction as soon as you like."
"I'll write it to-day; and if you wish to see Vaud the elder you'll find him at Lincoln's Inn Fields, a pleasant old gentleman of the out-of-date school."
"You emphasise the elder Vaud. Is there a son?"
"Yes, a fellow of thirty or thereabouts, He is the partner, but he has been ill of late, and has only returned from a tour of the world. But, I say Hersham, you know."
"I shall call on him to-morrow," said Fanks, "and question him about the tattooed cross."
"When shall I see you again?"
"Call to-morrow night at my Duke Street chambers. I may have some news for you."
"About Emma Calvert?"