"That chap at dinner, didn't, you know he was Lord Kegworth? If you don't, you must have heard of the rotten life he's led."
"But—" stammered Mavis.
"Have you seen any photographs since you've been here?"
"Just now—these."
"She's their agent, go between. Here! What am I telling you? You can thank your stars you've met me."
Mavis's frightened eyes looked into his.
"I'm going to get you out of it."
"You?"
"There's not a moment to lose. Get on your things and clear out."
"But Mrs Hamilton—"