'By Jove! that is an idea! Of course there are. I knew you'd see me through. We'll defeat them yet. Hi, pup!... He's gone. Absolutely disappeared!' He sighed with relief, and I caught the lucky moment.
'Good business! I expect he only came to have a look at me,' I said. 'Now, get this drink down and turn in to the lower bunk.'
He obeyed, protesting that he could not inconvenience me, and in the midst of apologies sank into a dead sleep. I expected a wakeful night, having a certain amount to think over; but no sooner had I scrambled into the top bunk than sleep came on me like a wave from the other side of the world.
In the morning there were apologies, which we got over at breakfast before our party were about.
'I suppose--after this--well, I don't blame you. I'm rather a lonely chap, though.' His eyes lifted dog-like across the table.
'Shend,' I replied, 'I'm not running a Sunday school. You're coming home with me in my car as soon as we land.'
'That is kind of you--kinder than you think.'
'That's because you're a little jumpy still. Now, I don't want to mix up in your private affairs--'
'But I'd like you to,' he interrupted.
'Then, would you mind telling me the Christian name of a girl who was insulted by a man called Clements?'