Arthur traced a pattern on the blotting-pad, and then looked up very sternly.
"Complicity with the whole New Militant campaign."
I turned to the Seraph.
"This is devilish serious," I said. "Incitement to crime, three abductions, more in contemplation. I shouldn't have thought it to look at you. Naughty boy!"
Arthur was really angry at that. I knew it by his old habit of growing red behind the ears.
"You appear to think this is a fit subject for jesting," he burst out.
"I laugh that I may not weep," I said. "A charge like this is rather upsetting. Have you bothered about any evidence?"
"You will find there is perhaps more evidence than you relish. Apart from your intimacy with Miss Davenant...."
"She's a very pretty woman," I interrupted.
"...you have successfully kept one foot in either camp. You were present when Rawnsley told me of the abduction of Mavis, and added that the matter was being kept secret. Miss Davenant at once published an article entitled 'Where is Miss Rawnsley?'"