He walked alone again.
LX
He did not stay long in Moscow. He took the train to Riga, and posted his articles across the Russian frontier. Then he went on to Berlin, with a “wire” in advance to Christy.
Christy met him at the station, and not only Christy, but Janet Welford.
“Sir Faithful!” she cried, using her old nickname for him. “By my halidom, but I’m glad to see you! After all this age of time.”
She took his hands, and gave him her cheek to kiss. Then a grave look came into her eyes, and the merriment died out.
“You’re not looking too well. Anything wrong with you, friend?”
“A bit chippy, that’s all,” said Bertram. “But enormously glad to see you again. Have you fixed it up with Christy?”
She blushed and laughed.
“We’ve made a kind of contract, subject to alteration.”