"Natürlich."
"Then how shall you travel?"
"And you, Herr Shooter, how shall you go?"
Renwick smiled indulgently.
"If I took an automobile——"
"I should be constrained to go with you."
"Constrained?"
"If you would invite me—or condescend to permit me to pay my share of the expenses."
The man's personality was slowly expanding. Second class confectioners who venture on wild goose chases were rare in Renwick's acquaintance. He was becoming interesting as well as elusive, but Renwick was in no humor for further quibbling.
"I regret that that is impossible. I go on alone," he said decisively.