Ned smiled.
"Cicely will explain him too," he said. "By Gad, I wonder if this is going to be the finishing bit of luck!"
In another twenty minutes the lights of his gig lamps were raking the night.
XXXVIII
TRAPPED
Cromarty and Carrington slipped unostentatiously out of the hotel a few minutes after eight o'clock.
"Take any line you like," said Carrington, "but as he knows now that you brought Miss Farmond back and have heard her version, he'll naturally be feeling a little uncomfortable about the place where one generally gets kicked, when he sees you march in. He will expect you to open out on that subject, so if I were you I'd take the natural line of country and do what he expects."
"Including the kicking?"