"Unfortunately I——" began the sub, but Mr. Entwistle raised a warning hand.
"Leave details for the present," he cautioned in a low voice. "Don't incriminate yourself before a crowd. Doctor's been sent for? Good! Where shall we take him, Mr. Greenwood?"
The injured man was taken to a spare bedroom, where his face was washed and his numerous wounds temporarily dressed pending the doctor's arrival.
This done Entwistle drew the sub aside.
"Where did the accident take place?" he asked.
Farrar told him, adding that the shooting party had left the guns there.
"Too tired for a walk?" inquired the Secret Service man.
"Not at all," replied the sub, rather surprised at the invitation. "I'll bring Bruno, too. And Greenwood?"
"Better leave him out of your calculations for the present," decided Entwistle. "I'll get you to offer excuses to our host. Bringing home the guns will be quite a satisfactory pretext."
It was not until the two men were a good distance from the house and well on their way across the moors that Entwistle remarked: