“No, sir: they called him Mr. Kingsborough, as though he were outside their gang. I wondered, sir, if you would mind enquiring at the Club, where Mr. Kingsborough lives, so that we could give him a warning.”
“I don’t know that I want to be mixed up in the business, Mr. Harker. But you say they mean to kidnap a woman?”
“Yes, sir.”
“It isn’t a very easy thing to do, in a fine modern town like Las Palomas.”
“They talked as though it would be easy to them, sir.”
“I fail to see how it can be easy, Mr. Harker. I should not like to have to try it, even with all hands. However, what is the time?”
“Twenty minutes to five, sir.”
“The tug will be alongside in an hour, and we aren’t hove short yet. What’s more: I don’t like the look of that sky at all.”
“No, sir.”
“Still, we ought to do what we can. We will just ask at the Club, if this person should be known. But it would be wiser, I should have thought, to go direct to the police.”