The Arab came to the table immediately.

"Don't put so much liquor in Mr.Britt's drinks after this.

Mostly water." Britt grinned amiably.
They sipped through their straws in silence for quite a while.

Both were thinking of the turn affairs were taking at the chateau.
"I say, Britt, you're not responsible for this affair between Browne and Lady Deppingham, are you ?" demanded Chase abruptly.
"I?
What do you mean ?" "I was just wondering if you could have put Browne up to the game in the hope that a divorce or two might solve a very difficult problem." "Now that you mention it, I'm going to look up the church and colonial divorce laws," said Britt non-committally, after a moment.
"I advise you to hurry," said Chase coolly.

"If you can divorce and marry 'em inside of four weeks, with no court qualified to try the case nearer than India, you are a wonder." Chase was in the habit of visiting the mines two or three times a week during work hours.