'Now, then, Oisin, let us go.'
'Where shall we go?' Oisin asked rather blankly.
'After him, of course.'
'Yes, of course, you are quite right,' Sarrasin said, suddenly waking up at the tone of her voice to what he felt instinctively must be her view of the seriousness of the situation. 'You don't believe, my love, that that telegram came from Hamilton?'
'Why, dearest, of course I don't believe it—it is some plot, and a very clumsy plot too; but we must take measures to counterplot it.'
'We must follow him to the ground.'
'Of course we must.'
'Shall I bring a revolver?'
'Oh, no; this will be only a case of one man. We shall simply appear at the right time.'
'You always know what to do,' Sarrasin exclaimed.