"But I say, Charlie, what about being seen by any one we know?"
"We'll get a disguise for you," smiled Charlie.
"Really, can you?"
"Oh, I'll see to that."
He began to picture a very amusing evening with his old friend Heriot.
Mr. Walkingshaw drank off his glass of champagne.
"Well, if you're game—" said he.
"I'm game for anything, my dear fellow, so long as I've you by my side," laughed Charlie. "When you're tired, I'll promise to take you away. Shall we call it arranged?"
"I'll risk it," said Heriot stoutly.