And Droz, monsieur, is the man for you.

He is quick, as quick as you and Simond.

The three of you together will go well.

As for to-morrow, you will need no one else.

But if you do, monsieur, I will go with you." "There is no need, Michel," replied Chayne, gratefully, and thereupon Sylvia plucked him by the sleeve.
"I must go with you to-morrow, Hilary," she pleaded, wistfully.