Here, smoking, he continued revolving his plans, and here afternoon tea was served to him.
Ten minutes later the colonel and the major began another game of croquet, and five minutes after that, came from the house Smithers, with a butterfly net in his hand.
Jones left the arbour and joined Smithers.
“The sovereigns have come,” said Jones.
“The bag of sovereigns?”
“Yes, with a big red seal from the bankers. I’m going to give you fifty.”
“Oh, Lord,” said Smithers, “but you haven’t said anything to Hoover?”
“Not a word—but you must do something for me before I give you them.”
“What’s that?”
“I want you to go up to Colonel Hawker and take him aside.”