"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."
"A fantastic little beggar. You can get a better valet in France. Why have one at all?"
"I shall not decline from Brillon on a Parisian valet. Besides, he comes as my camarade."
"Goth! Goth! My friend the valet! Cadet, you're a wonderful fellow, but you'll never fit in quite."