“Design? An appeal, you mean, to the flesh?”
“Well, yes. You encourage me to be candid.”
“I like that.”
“Thanks.”
“There is no design behind my hospitality, save the wish to make you heartily welcome here.”
“Thanks again. I have had a jolly letter from Brian Chandos.”
“Ah! His leave was up two days ago. Otherwise I should have asked him here to-night. To-morrow you will meet his mother and sister.”
“Another appeal——!”
Pawley eyed him more keenly. Grimshaw strayed down a by-path.
“Tell me about the mother.”