Very deliberately Peterson turned round.
“Don’t trouble, thank you, Captain Drummond. I have my own remedies, which are far more efficacious.”
CHAPTER V
IN WHICH THERE IS TROUBLE AT GORING
I
“Did you have a good night, Mullings?” remarked Hugh as he got into his car.
The man grinned sheepishly.
“I dunno what the game was, sir, but I ain’t for many more of them. They’re about the ugliest crowd of blackguards in that there ’ouse that I ever wants to see again.”
“How many did you see altogether?” asked Drummond.
“I saw six actual like, sir; but I ’eard others talking.”