"Myra's getting very fond of you, Guy," remarked Hora when the door had closed behind her.
"Indeed," he answered carelessly, for his mind was running on other matters.
Hora laughed at the tone, but he did not renew the subject.
"What made you so late?" he asked.
"Some jolly people I met at the ball," he answered absently. "I stopped an hour longer than I intended."
"H—m, business before pleasure is as good a motto for your profession as for any other," said Hora.
"I know," answered Guy, "but still——"
"You are young," commented Hora, "I hope that in your haste you left no clue."
The young man laughed. "Plenty," he said, "but all false ones."
"Well, you shall tell me all about it in the morning," said Hora. "Bring the stuff along."