He hesitated as though he were making an invitation to Harkness. And Harkness hesitated. He saw that this was his last opportunity of withdrawal. Once again he could hear the voice of the Imp behind his shoulder: "Well, clear out if you want to. You have still plenty of time. And this is positively the last chance I give you——"
He drank his whisky and, drinking, crossed his Rubicon.
"No, no, I am interested, tremendously interested. Tell me anything you care to and if I can be of any help——"
"No, no," Dunbar assured him, "I'm not going to drag you into it. You needn't be afraid of that."
"But I am in it!" Harkness answered, smiling; "I'm going back with Crispin to his house this evening!"
VII
The effect of that upon Dunbar was fantastic. The young man jumped from his chair crying:
"You're going back?"
"Yes."
"To the house?"