"What, back to the hotel, do you mean ?" "His bed has not been slept in," Philippa told them.

"He must have slipped away early this morning, gone to Hill's Garage, hired a car, and motored to Norwich.

From there he went on to London.

He has sent word that he will be back in a few days." "I hope to God he won't!" Sir Henry muttered.
Philippa swung round upon him.
"What do you mean by that ?" she demanded.

"Don't you want to thank him for saving your life ?" "My dear, I certainly do," Sir Henry replied, "but just now--well, I am a little taken aback.