"Of course, of course," he said. "Yes—ah—yes, indeed. How do you do, Kendrick?"
The captain beamed. "Oh, I'm feelin' tip-top," he declared. "The sight of you is enough to make me well, even if I was sick—which I'm not. Now if you and I might have a little talk?"
Mrs. Backus was anxious to oblige.
"You make yourselves right at home in here," she said. "If my husband comes I'll tell him to wait until you're through. Take all the time you want."
She was at the threshold, but Phillips detained her.
"Pardon me," he said, hastily, "but we mustn't abuse your hospitality to that extent. This—ah—gentleman and I can talk just as well out of doors. Really, I——"
"Oh, no! You must stay right here. Please do. It isn't the least trouble."
She went and the door closed behind her. Egbert glanced at the clock on the mantel and frowned. Captain Kendrick continued to smile.
"And here we are at last," he observed. "Quiet and sociable as you please. Sit down, Mr. Phillips, sit down."
But Egbert did not sit. He glanced at the clock once more and then at his watch.