"I'd like nothing better," said Barnes, with enthusiasm.
"Ever been shot at?"
"No."
"Well, you are likely to experience the novelty if you go with me. Better think it over."
"Don't worry about me. I'll go."
"Will you agree to obey instructions? I can't have you muddling things up, you know."
Barnes thought for a moment. "Of course, if the opportunity offers for me to communicate with Miss Cameron, I don't see how I—"
Sprouse cut him off sharply. He made it quite plain to the would-be cavalier that it was not a sentimental enterprise they were to undertake, and that he would have to govern himself accordingly.
"The grounds are carefully guarded," said Barnes, after they had discussed the project for some time. "Miss Cameron is constantly under the watchful eye of one or more of the crowd."
"I know. I passed a couple of them last night," said Sprouse calmly. "By the way, don't you think it would be very polite of you to invite the Green Fancy party over here to have an old-fashioned country dinner with you to-night?"