"Just something I wanted to say to George, sweetheart. Wait here for me."
"George," said Hamilton Beamish, returning to the hall. "I have just remembered something. Ring for Ferris and tell him to stay in the room with the wedding-presents and not leave it for a moment. They aren't safe, lying loose like that. You should have had a detective."
"We intended to, but Mr. Waddington insisted on it so strongly that Mrs. Waddington said the idea was absurd. I'll go and tell Ferris immediately."
"Do so," said Hamilton Beamish.
He passed out on to the lawn: and reaching the rhododendron bushes, whistled softly.
"Now what?" said Fanny, pushing out an inquiring head.
"Oh, there you are."
"Yes, here I am. When does the show start?"
"It doesn't," said Hamilton Beamish. "Events have occurred which render our little ruse unnecessary. So you can return to your home and husband as soon as you please."
"Oh?" said Fanny.