“Then come and see him.”
“I ought to come and see him. Now.”
“Then let’s.”
He nodded. He seemed to be making an intense internal effort. “Why not?” he asked.
“Well?”
“And then—then we can broach a visit to Wilfred Devizes. Generally fix that up. Then our subsequent action will be determined by what Wilfred Devizes says. The sooner he sees Devizes the better. It’s a question whether it wouldn’t be better for you or both of us to see Devizes first. No. Father first. Then when I’m properly instructed—as a lawyer would say—Devizes.”
A great tranquillity descended upon him.
She could not restrain a faint exclamation of impatience.
He looked up as if he awakened from profound meditation. “I’ll come along now,” he said, “to Lonsdale Mews. I’ll have a talk to your father and then I’ll try to get at Devizes and fix up some sort of a meeting between them. That’s what I ought to do. I’ll go along with you now—at once.”
“Right-o,” said Christina Alberta, “come along.” She threw on her cloak and clapped her hat upon her head in a dozen seconds and stood waiting.