“See that the refreshments are on a side-table.”
“Yes, sir.”
“And go down into the town and buy three or four packs of cards.”
“Yes, sir.”
Silence for a few moments, and then the lieutenant began again, just as Jerry had come to the conclusion that he could name the guests expected, one of whom was certain to be Mark Frayne.
“And he won’t be very glad to see me here,” thought Jerry, who started at his master’s next words.
“What have you done with your tongue?”
“Beg pardon, sir? Nothing, sir.”
“Because you don’t talk. Aren’t you well?”
“Well, sir? No, sir; not quite, sir.”