Ian said; very well, why remain? His attendance at the House? Well, it would soon be up for the session. Besides, the most effective thing he could do was to disappear for the time. Be unexpected—that was the key to notoriety. Delia Gasgoyne? Well, as Gaston had said, they were to meet in the Mediterranean in September; meanwhile a brief separation would be good for both. Last of all—he did not wish to press it—but there was a promise!
Gaston answered quietly, at last: “I will redeem the promise.”
“When?”
“Within thirty-six hours.”
“That is, you will be at my studio in Paris within thirty-six hours from now?”
“That is it.”
“Good! I shall start at eight to-morrow morning. You will bring your horse, Cadet?”
“Yes, and Brillon.”
“He isn’t necessary.” Ian’s brow clouded slightly.
“Absolutely necessary.”