“How-ow-ow did you get here? And who-oo-oo are these men?”
William seemed to become aware for the first time of the presence of his two companions. He moved a hand in a hasty gesture of introduction.
“Mr. Reginald Brown and Mr. Cyril Delancey—my wife,” he said, curtly.
The two men bowed slightly and raised their bowler hats.
“Pleased to meet you,” said one.
“Most awfully charmed,” said the other.
“They are detectives,” said William.
“Detectives!”
“From the Quick Results Agency,” said William. “When I became aware of your clandestine intrigue, I went to the agency and they gave me their two best men.”
“Oh, well,” said Mr. Brown, blushing a little.