Mrs. Beecher Monmouth nodded.
"Did your husband learn anything else in regard to this most interesting little adventure?"
Mrs. Monmouth shook her head.
"Ah," exclaimed Voules, "it would be most useful to us if you could learn the name of the officer who is in command of the expedition. You will keep that in mind?"
Mrs. Beecher Monmouth assured him upon that point.
"Now, in regard to your protégé, Mr. Treves," observed the doctor. "This young man, I understand, is very well connected, and is the son of Colonel Treves?"
Mrs. Monmouth nodded.
"My information is that his disappearance from the British Army was somewhat rapid, and that fact, together with his propensity for drugs, gradually brought him into our service. I should like to see him," went on the doctor, "to judge for myself; but in the meantime I can make much use of him. I shall take you at your word and give him important duties to perform."
"Thank you," observed Mrs. Monmouth. "That is extremely kind of you, doctor."
Voules, who had seated himself, rose now and held out his hand.