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They sat there, in the comfortable dining-room, discussing the various details, until a clock somewhere in the distance struck the hour of eleven. By this time they had seen their way to carry out the scheme in its entirety. If only it were possible to get into direct communication with Somerset, then all might be well. And, so far as the invalid upstairs was concerned, it seemed to Quint and his companion that they were doing the best for him in all possible circumstances.
"And now I think I'll get along," Ennie said. "Oh, I'm not in the least afraid. Do you know, Michel, if it weren't for the danger in which you stand, I should enjoy this adventure amazingly, and it won't be my fault if I don't come back before long with Ted Somerset. We can have a taxi down here, and drop the driver at Barnes Station. Then I'll come down to-morrow, and bring one or two effective disguises with me, and all the clothes you want. But I think, first of all, that I had better go as far as our flat in Halford Street and take your sister, Margaret, into our confidence. She'll be back from her journalistic visit to Manchester by this time, and I think she ought to know. Unless I am greatly mistaken, she regards Ted Somerset as something more than a friend."