“You must leave again at once,” he said decisively, rising from the table; “and there’s no good wasting time, either.”
“What do you mean?” asked the bewildered doctor, who had not yet assimilated the criminal point of view.
“We’ll put our luggage straight on to a cab, drive off to other rooms—I know a cheap place that will do—and if by any chance inquiries are made, people must be told that you are still abroad. Nobody must hear of your coming home to-night.”
“Is it——” began Twiddel, dubiously.
“Is it what?” snapped his friend.
“Is it worth it?”
“Is £500, not to speak of two reputations, worth it! Come on!”
The unfortunate doctor sighed, and rose too. He was beginning to think that the nefarious acquisition of fees might have drawbacks after all.