"I'm going to run 'em both to earth. I want Barbara to come along. I can tackle men right enough, but when it comes to women, I seem to be a bit of an ass. Besides—you'll come, won't you?"
"With pleasure, if I can get back early this afternoon."
"Early this afternoon? Why, my dear child, I want you to be prepared to come to Havre—all over France, if necessary."
"You've got rather a nerve," said I, taken aback by the vast coolness of the proposal.
"I have," said he curtly. "I make my living by it."
"I'd come like a shot," said Barbara, "but I can't leave Susan."
"Oh, blazes!" said Jaffery. "I forgot about that. Of course you can't." He turned to me. "Then Hilary'll come."
"Where?" I asked, stupidly.
"Wherever I take you."
"But, my dear fellow—" I remonstrated.