There was a moment or two of silence. Martin Watt was the first to speak.
‘Well, I’m for it,’ he said.
‘So am I,’ said Wyatt quietly.
Abbershaw hesitated, and Prenderby too was silent, whilst Albert Campion remained mild and foolish-looking as if he were looking in on the scene from outside.
Abbershaw was thinking of Meggie. Prenderby too had his fiancée clinging to his arm. Mr Campion appeared to be thinking of nothing at all.
‘After all, it does seem to be our only chance.’
It was Prenderby who spoke, and the words stirred Abbershaw.
What the boy said was perfectly true. He turned to Kennedy.
‘All right,’ he said, ‘I’m with you.’
Kennedy looked pointedly at Albert.