“No,” he said, “it is hopeless; but all the same, Harry, we must, as you say, put a stop to this annoyance. What do you propose?”
“There are two courses open, as Parliamentary people say.”
“Yes; go on. You are so slow; you torture me.”
“Well, not to torture you then, my dear boy, one course is to get a private detective.”
“No, no; absurd. I’d sooner employ the genuine article.”
“The other is to make private detectives of ourselves, and quietly keep watch and ward over our treasures—eh? ‘Our treasures’ is good.”
“Yes, that seems the wiser plan,” said Magnus, thoughtfully. “But it will be hard to manage.”
“Where there’s a will there’s a way, my dear boy. You join with me, and we’ll manage it.”
“You would not speak to Mr Mallow first?”
“No, my boy, we must take the matter in our own hands.”