"Take to yourself what isn't meant for you—that farewell was for me."
"Go back, Dev, and get it—or another," recommended Burgoyne.
"I'll do it——"
"You'll go to the station first," interposed Cameron. "We have no mind to miss our train."
"Oh, very well!" said Devereux, sinking back. "As you will, Malvolio—I'll return anon, or next week."
"If you're asked!" smiled Pendleton.
"A timely provision, monsieur—we may none of us be asked—particularly as we weren't much pleased with having Porshinger rung in on us."
"Oh, damn Porshinger!" said Cameron quietly. "What got into Gladys, do you suppose?"
"We will delegate you to investigate, Dev," remarked Burgoyne. "You want an excuse for returning."
"I don't need any excuse, thank you, dear," Devereux replied.