Speed stepped swiftly across the square and laid his hand on my stirrup.
“What are you going to do if you see Buckhurst?”
“Nothing.”
“Or the Countess?”
“I don’t know.”
“I suppose you will go out of your way to find her if she’s in Paradise?”
“Yes.”
“And tell her the truth about Buckhurst?”
“I expect to.”
After a moment’s silence he said: “Don’t do anything until I see you to-night, will you?”