"One of you ought to look after her for an hour or two to-morrow." "I can't spare a moment," her brother sighed.
"I'll take her out," Briston declared eagerly.

"There's nothing for me to do to-morrow till Sidney gets back." "Well, between you, keep an eye on her," Hunterleys advised.

"And, Sidney, I don't want to make a coward of you, and you and I both know that if there's danger ahead it's our job to face it, but have a care up at the Villa Mimosa.

I don't fancy the law of this Principality would see you out of any trouble if they got an idea that you were an English Secret Service man." Roche laughed shortly.
"Exactly my own idea," he admitted.

"However, we've got to see it through.