The lieutenant wished them good night, shook hands cordially with both, and, after assuring Hemming that he would watch eagerly for everything he wrote, left the dining-room.
"Williams seems a good sort," remarked Hemming.
Anderson did not answer. He looked as if he were thinking unusually hard.
"I suppose you'll be in town for a while," he said.
"I leave to-morrow for Greece. I'm a newspaper correspondent now," replied Hemming.
"You must stay a few days," said the engineer. "A few days will do it. You have no right to fly off the handle like that."
"Like what?" asked the other.
"My dear boy, I have known for a week just how it would be, and now I am in rather a hole myself," said Anderson.
"Have you been living a double life?" inquired Hemming, with a sneer.
"Great heavens!" exclaimed the lusty sapper, "do you mean to say?—but no, I only told the lady that Penthouse was a rotten little liar. Strong language, I must admit."